that looks like my instagram account
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.
its good short few pages
wait what is that
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
whats your name?
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
its good
ahnaf abrar
not so on: yvf(wthw)
i really havent
idk
sorry i am texting like a slav
the site i am dreaming
Thank you, Jack
no i haven't really read anything
was it worth it
isaac
There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
lol yea
Thank you, Jack
no like which do people call me