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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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.

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

no longer writing in the third person

as in