He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

brb i will read and reply sincerely

yes

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

13, H, grate

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

autonomy of learning

i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

propensity within someone

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the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

not their contents

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

no like which do people call me

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

what do you think my name is

i love it here