you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
and the fake qualifier
like magnets
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
god being the centre magnet
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
isaac
thank you
or never left
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