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.

and the fake qualifier

yeah

ahnaf abrar

thank you

no like which do people call me

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

abrar?

feel you

we need to be deconstructing our identities

i was tempted to lie about my name

i love it here

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

isaac

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

its good

wait what is that

i want to do that too

idk

lol yea

Better Lift

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

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

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