much more tactility

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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. 

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Thank you, Jack

no longer writing in the third person

Picture

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.