I Write Goodbye Letter

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

hello reader,

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wait what is that

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i really havent

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

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and the fake qualifier

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