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"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

idk

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

i dont understand magnetisation

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

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

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

we need to be deconstructing our identities

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

yeah

abrar?

i have read not even 1 book

like magnets

magnetisation/form

ion

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

"Put a blanket."

kind of mythopoesis