We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
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We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
It's
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.