Thank you, Jack
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.
you cannot feed someone truth
no longer writing in the third person
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.
in a post. I want to be remembered
yes
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
it is hopeful
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
you have a beautiful account btw
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was it worth it