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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
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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
wait what is that
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
feel you
the site i am dreaming
bro i read nothing in my life
and the fake qualifier
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
It's loud and he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.
or never left
and the fake qualifier
yeah
lol
its good short few pages
which magnetises chains of pins
As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
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