i had to check back into my diary to work out what i was on about here. so it turns out, while in a weird norovirus bubble, i ‘asked for help’ by wheeling my bike into the shop for a service.
n.n benn is fictional and autistic. writes a quotidian line of poetry then makes songs/videos from them each month. calls it the love epochal.
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