whats your name?

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

no longer writing in the third person

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

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Today I felt like starting

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something religious, a kind of complex,

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."

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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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