FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

i really havent

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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and the fake qualifier

or never left

thank you

god being the centre magnet

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

which magnetises chains of pins

that looks like my instagram account

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

barren land

i have read not even 1 book

fw

and the fake qualifier

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

hello reader,

I Write Goodbye Letter

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Thank you, Jack

Slug

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

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