I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
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
was it worth it
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
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sorry i am texting like a slav
what do you mean
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Today I felt like starting
i understand
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i want to do that too
"Put a blanket."
have you read
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue