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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Better Lift
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
you have a beautiful account btw
autonomy of learning
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.