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.
wait what is that
i want to do that too
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
like magnets
feel you
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.
i was tempted to lie about my name
plato
much more tactility
idk
you have a beautiful account btw
and the fake qualifier
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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
ahnaf abrar
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
magnetisation/form
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.not their contents
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
brb i will read and reply sincerely
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.