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

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Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

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

December 2025

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

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

A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.

magnetises a pin

send link

thank you

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

not their contents

autonomy of learning

ahnaf abrar

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

feel you

hello reader,

is this you as well

Slug

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.

sorry i am texting like a slav