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FOUNDING DOCUMENT

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Rain, starting

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Style

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

IWGD

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

I am below everything.

It's dusk in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox. It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache. I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Lift Analysis

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

hiding from the rain

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.