My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Rain, starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

Worse Lift

It Will Get Lighter

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

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

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

2 (actually index). two is company

i have read not even 1 book

magnetises a pin

Lift Analysis

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.

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

sorry i am texting like a slav

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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

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