you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
i love it here
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
was it worth it
which magnetises chains of pins
yeah
division of reality is straying away from it
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
like first name
currently
its good
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03