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. 

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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Better Lift

hello reader,

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

no i haven't really read anything

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

propensity within someone

really i want the internet

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now