The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
abrar?
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
and the fake qualifier
i really havent
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
bro i read nothing in my life
The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.wait what is that
December 2025
not so on: yvf(wthw)
Thank you, Jack
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.