somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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Thank you, Jack

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Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

was it worth it

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

yeah

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.

is this you as well

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

isaac

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.

There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

autonomy of learning

what do you mean

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

so the method has to be autonomous

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

Lift Analysis

idk

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

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