or never left

i was tempted to lie about my name

is this you as well

thank you

is everyoneback on tumblr now

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

i really havent

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

its performative

yeah

Thank you, Jack

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

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

really i want the internet

...

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

plato

yeah

yes

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

your feed looks like my tumblr

send link

The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.