division of reality is straying away from it
thank you
like first name
like magnets
and the fake qualifier
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.
have you read
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
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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.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.Thank you, Jack