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Today I felt like starting

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

hiding from the rain

Rain, starting

Worse Lift

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

13, H, grate

we need to be deconstructing our identities

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

division of reality is straying away from it

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