so i now have a gaming side blog.
it’s new and is gonna be all video games, like dragon age, and achievement hunter/roosterteeth stuff.
so please follow if you’re interested :)
As Arnold points out, there is an otherwise inexplicable shift in direction in the Piccadilly line passing east out of South Kensington. “In fact,” she writes, “the tunnel curves between Knightsbridge and South Kensington stations because it was impossible to drill through the mass of skeletal remains buried in Hyde Park.” I will admit that I think she means “between Knightsbridge and Hyde Park Corner”—although there is apparently a “small plague pit dating from around 1664” beneath Knightsbridge Green—but I will defer to Arnold’s research.
But to put that another way, the ground was so solidly packed with the interlocked skeletons of 17th-century victims of the Great Plague that the Tube’s 19th-century excavation teams couldn’t even hack their way through them all. The Tube thus had to swerve to the side along a subterranean detour in order to avoid this huge congested knot of skulls, ribs, legs, and arms tangled in the soil—an artificial geology made of people, caught in the throat of greater London.
London and Its Dead
i read shit like this and think what could my imagination possibly have to add
like how do i write something about london that’s weirder than london already is?
i only argue when i know i’m right which is why i’m always arguing
can’t wait for my mother to realize that she birthed a comedic demigod
life hack: don’t microwave bread