yeah

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


the site i am dreaming


ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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

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. way too specific.

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

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️

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.

a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Lift Analysis

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Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

no longer writing in the third person

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Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

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.