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.

but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos

magnetises a pin

i really havent

really i want the internet

much more tactility

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

you have a beautiful account btw

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

but i respect your search

ahnaf abrar

abrar?

i understand

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

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

Lift Analysis

whats your name?

kind of mythopoesis

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

but really the thing should be autonomous

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

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