Better Lift
It was about a crazy lady who lived above his flat in Pimlico. She would let pigeons into her flat so she could feed them. Apparently she didn't want her presence in the flat to interfere with the natural behaviour of the pigeons, so she would let them nest and shit in there and she wouldn't clean it up, because it wasn't natural to do so. The pigeons would die, but apart from the smell and the sludge and the gas, the corpses weren't really a problem. It was the rats that came to eat them. The rats would eat the rotting pigeon corpses mixed in with the rotting pigeon shit and they would get ill and die too. New rats that came through wouldn't mind though, and they'd start to eat the mass, only to get sick and die in it later on. The population grew steadily as more pigeons and rats came from in the cold, to live naturally. They fed the mass further.
plato
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i dont understand magnetisation
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i really havent
ion
i was tempted to lie about my name
feel you
ahnaf abrar
we need to be deconstructing our identities
plato
like first name
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
yeah
"Put a blanket."
The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people