It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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.
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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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