Thank you, Jack
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Thank you, Jack
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
hiding from the rain
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.
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
the site i am dreaming
brb i will read and reply sincerely
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
was it worth it
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.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?