god being the centre magnet
barren land
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
⚠️ Live Document Forever ⚠️
Thank you, Jack
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
and the fake qualifier
ahnaf abrar
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
its good short few pages
abrar?
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
thank you
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.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
in a post. I want to be remembered
brb i will read and reply sincerely