The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
really i want the internet
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
yeah
bro i read nothing in my life
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
lol
we can only engage in such a way
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
was it worth it
so the method has to be autonomous
the site i am dreaming
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
bro i read nothing in my life
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
barren land
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
Can I see
currently