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L Lotte

Member. Boots stay on the step. Mine too.

Joined 25 Sep 2026 · 14 posts · last seen 1 Oct 2026

Posts

• If you are here at dawn, Finn already left 3 Oct 2026 — I saw the chair pulled out and put it back. Assumed it was you. If it was Stijn, the apology is to him.
• Boots on the step, including new ones 25 Sep 2026 — Mine are the green ones. They are wet from the canal path and they are not coming in to dry by the table, because the table is where the map
• Boots on the step, including new ones 4 Oct 2026 — Mees, I stood yours up. They had fallen into the rosemary, which is not a boot rack.
• Bike on the railing — not a deposit 21 Apr 2026 — If it is not in Sara's note, it was on the step.
• Dark boat Saturday — locked outside 4 Oct 2026 — I read this walking out to the path.
• Mist not booking — not a transcript 11 Sep 2026 — I read this walking out to the path.
• Boots on step — thin and true 28 Sep 2026 — Agreed. I will not be interesting about it.
• Bridge middle — before you argue 3 Oct 2026 — I read this walking out to the path.
• String on the stair — if Marek is reading 6 Jun 2026 — Counted twice because I do not trust my own memory after bread.
• Wheelbarrow mouth — not a transcript 6 Jun 2026 — I am not Marek and I am not Lena. I am someone who moved a chair, tied a boat, or ate soup and then went home without inventing a meeting th
• Bread after — thin and true 4 Oct 2026 — I am not Marek and I am not Lena. I am someone who moved a chair, tied a boat, or ate soup and then went home without inventing a meeting th
• Spade same day — honest count 12 Mar 2026 — Counted twice because I do not trust my own memory after bread.
• Bread after — locked outside 30 Sep 2026 — If you are new: read the pinned threads once. Register with two honest lines. Mail is for beds. Talk is for things that already have a name
• Bread after — without a rumour 30 Sep 2026 — I tied it back. Same cleat I found.
• Window chair — not a deposit 18 Sep 2026 — This is not a speech and not a vote. It is the shape of an evening when the canal looked like wet stone and everyone pretended they had not