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.

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

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

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Today I felt like starting

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
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Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03