Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

was it worth it

i want to do that too

fw

lol yea

we need to be deconstructing our identities

or never left

its good short few pages

yeah

abrar?

ion

like first name

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

wait what is that

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

and the fake qualifier

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

its good

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i was tempted to lie about my name

that looks like my instagram account

Rain, starting

was it worth it

barren land

not so on: yvf(wthw)

in a post. I want to be remembered

you cannot feed someone truth