not so on: yvf(wthw)

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.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

but really the thing should be autonomous

hello reader,

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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.

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Pimlico Rats

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

you cannot feed someone truth

brb i will read and reply sincerely

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

1

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amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

I Write Goodbye Letter

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.

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.