And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
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but really the thing should be autonomous
hello reader,
I am below everything.
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
December 2025
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it