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One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

It Will Get Lighter

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

mazelike/rhizomatic/immanent/emergent are not antithetical to a transcendent real but its very manifestation

"Put a blanket."

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.

i really havent

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

wait what is that

and the fake qualifier

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i understand

all that is to say