It Will Get Lighter

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

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i was tempted to lie about my name

The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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. way too specific.

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

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

abrar?

wait what is that

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

was it worth it

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

hello reader,

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

Thank you, Jack

i see a website

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

no like which do people call me

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49