I am below everything.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"Put a blanket."

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

currently

Today I felt like starting

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We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.