Thank you, Jack
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
all that is to say
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
i love it here
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
have you read
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
its performative
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
feel you