long sentences are indicative of a complex mind
This post is being written simply to avoid thinking of the next 100 word sentence to go into my 2000 word essay that bitchily deconstructs Sylheti identity from a Dhaka-like point of view, while expounding on the qualities of Brick Lane as a unique site in London's imaginary, occupying an unprecedented place in the topography of the relationship between Bangladeshi immigrants from Sylhet and Dhaka.
I... am... thirsty...
(This is your cue, o Constantine, compact and graceful hip-flask of the celts)
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with friends like these...
btw, nice picture.