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.

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.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

in a post. I want to be remembered

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"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

but really the thing should be autonomous

Rain, starting

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Better Lift

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17