My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
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hello reader,
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
we need to be deconstructing our identities
i was tempted to lie about my name
yeah
its good short few pages
isaac
god being the centre magnet
magnetises a pin
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.not so on: yvf(wthw)
and the fake qualifier
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
Thank you, Jack
what do you mean
the site i am dreaming
plato
no longer writing in the third person
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever