the (flightless) birds. this triggers a distinct memory of texting someone in beirut about watching hitchcock’s birds in nyc after that person had texted about listening to a costello song i was into & thinking of me. isn’t this networked, intertextual, cross-temporal highbrow/lowbrow meshwork of affectivity wonderful? and like, really really privileged?

cute pic :)

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