like first name
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
you cannot feed someone truth
Thank you, Jack
that looks like my instagram account
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
so an active mazelike process
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.
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
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