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.

magnetisation/form

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

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.

fw

i really havent

i dont understand magnetisation

we need to be deconstructing our identities

send your tumblr

i have read not even 1 book

I am below everything.

bro i read nothing in my life

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

no like which do people call me

ahnaf abrar

what do you think my name is

like first name

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

abrar?

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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

isaac newton

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

Rain, starting

its good short few pages

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

send link

its good

no i haven't really read anything

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

lol

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

your feed looks like my tumblr

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.