My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
I am below everything.
which magnetises chains of pins
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
send link
abrar?
but i respect your search
what do you mean
was it worth it
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
Thank you, Jack
ahnaf abrar
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
lol
isaac newton
magnetises a pin
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
whats your name?
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
or never left