wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Worse Lift

kind of mythopoesis

But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.

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.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.

It Will Get Lighter

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

It's loud and he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging
part of an old note. It will get lighter.

you have a beautiful account btw

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Thank you, Jack

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

fw

barren land

Pimlico Rats

but i respect your search

or never left

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

really i want the internet

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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