and the fake qualifier
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
abrar?
send link
the site i am dreaming
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
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i really havent
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magnetises a pin
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i was tempted to lie about my name
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
sorry i am texting like a slav
fw
yeah
idk
bro i read nothing in my life
not so on: yvf(wthw)
its good short few pages
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.