and the fake qualifier
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i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
what do you think my name is
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
what do you mean
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
yeah
its good
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.
i dont understand magnetisation
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