feel you
I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.
barren land
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
that looks like my instagram account
December 2025
lol yea
i have read not even 1 book
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
have you read
lol
your feed looks like my tumblr
i really havent
and the fake qualifier
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
fw
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
what do you mean
and the fake qualifier
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
was it worth it
plato
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
send link
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. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
like first name
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
Thank you, Jack
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
what do you think my name is
i really havent
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.