This city has the best climate in America. I love it so much. I wish I lived here. The AI researchers, the big tech yuppies, the fact there’s an ethnic neighborhood for cishet frat bros—I love it more than anywhere else in America. The group houses, the cults, the rationalists, the technoptimists, the pure and untapped creative alpha. I have literally not spent more than two weeks in San Francisco. It’s a social scene the size of Dimes with 100x higher impact. “Oh let’s go to clandestino” No let’s go to The Interval at the Long Now.
I was walking around the Upper West Side this morning. It was 50 degrees. It was 6 am. I learned of this band a few days ago. I was sad. I was in a vaguely mystical state. I ran into someone from downtown. His girlfriend had broken her hip at Bella Ciao a few nights ago. They capture such a particular emotion—this song is my favorite.
and i love a personit is this personbecause i have literally done this like 4 times this yearout of all of the permutations of this personyou are the brightestand also the first person that i have truly been honest with in a very long time or perhaps ever if i’m gonna go that far
