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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Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

It Will Get Lighter

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.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

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no longer writing in the third person

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

and the fake qualifier

was it worth it

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