After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.
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something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i really havent
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
and the fake qualifier
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.lol
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
or never left
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
and the fake qualifier