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"Put a blanket."
currently
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
what do you think my name is
not their contents
isaac newton
sorry i am texting like a slav
its performative
all that is to say
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
plato
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
kind of mythopoesis
its good
lol yea
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine