Thank you, Jack

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.

yes


They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.


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.

But seriously, thank you, Jack

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

Slug

i really havent

...


bro i read nothing in my life