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'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
as in
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
isaac
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.its good
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse