Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
i really havent
Thank you, Jack
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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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
wait what is that
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