plato

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

barren land

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

yeah

your feed looks like my tumblr

its good

i dont understand magnetisation

that looks like my instagram account

or never left

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

...

its good short few pages

not so on: yvf(wthw)

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.

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

ion

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

lol yea

no like which do people call me

Pimlico Rats

like first name

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i really havent

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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.