ahnaf abrar
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
its good
no longer writing in the third person
as in
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
you cannot feed someone truth
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.
ion
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
not their contents
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
magnetises a pin
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
so the method has to be autonomous
lol
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
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.
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