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.
and the fake qualifier
idk
whats your name?
is everyoneback on tumblr now
its good short few pages
its good
magnetises a pin
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
currently
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
no longer writing in the third person
thank you
we need to be deconstructing our identities
and the fake qualifier
I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
like first name
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
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.
in a post. I want to be remembered
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
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Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
it is hopeful