what do you think my name is

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.

I am below everything.

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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.

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Lift Analysis

Pimlico Rats

autonomy of learning

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Thank you, Jack

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

It Will Get Lighter

kind of mythopoesis


I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

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

I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.


My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river. I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the dim silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank. They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

Thank you, Jack

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.