with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
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
hiding from the rain
I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
no like which do people call me
abrar?
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
yeah
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
lol
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.
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
no longer writing in the third person
i want to do that too
magnetisation/form
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak