But seriously, thank you, Jack
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We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
the site i am dreaming
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
Better Lift
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
much more tactility
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl