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.
its good
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
yeah
feel you
what do you mean
Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.
its good
barren land
idk
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
isaac newton
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class