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29 London, UK Man


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  • Ages 20–35
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Last online
Today – 11:07am
Sapiosexual, Straight
5′ 7″ (1.71m)
Body type
Mostly anything
Atheism, and laughing about it
Working on Ph.D program
Doesn’t have kids
Likes cats
English (Fluently)

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My self-summary
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Relocated to London from Toronto. I'm a failed theatremaker, and a recovering teenage poet. I am still attempting to write fiction, though. We'll see. While philosophy is my passion, I don't take myself too seriously, and have a sometimes witty, sarcastic, and sardonic sense of humour.

I'm mainly looking for a long-term relationship, but am open to meeting new people and making friends.
What I’m doing with my life
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Studying Hegel.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Johnnie Walker Black and dancing to Radiohead's entire discography.
The first things people usually notice about me
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My amazing man-beard. That, or my North American accent.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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Dostoevsky, Kafka, Beckett, Bertolt Brecht, China Miéville, Jack Gilbert, David Foster Wallace, Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, Nic Pizzolatto, Alice Munro.

Anything by: Alfred Hitchcock, Jean-Luc Godard, Orson Welles, Charlie Kaufman, Robert Bresson, Luis Buñuel, Ingmar Bergman, Akira Kurosawa, Alain Resnais, Woody Allen, Shane Carruth, Terrance Malick, Richard Linklater. But also Blade Runner, Star Wars, Trainspotting, The 'Before Trilogy', Cabin in the Woods, The Lord of the Rings, Her, Filth, Interstellar, The Guest.

Alexisonfire, Radiohead, Green Day, The Sex Pistols, The Clash, Joy Division, Circa Survive, Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan, John Lennon, The Beatles, Arcade Fire, Protest The Hero, Weezer, Japandroids, Careers in Science, The Heat Tape, Titus Andronicus, The Blood Brothers, Nirvana, The Smashing Pumpkins, Jaguar Love, The Black Keys, Sigur Rós, Arkells, Deerhunter, Crystal Castles, City and Colour, Atoms for Peace, Vampire Weekend, Broken Social Scene, Metric, The Cinematic Orchestra, Jay-Z, Killer Mike, Kanye West, Kendrick Lamar, Eminem, The Antlers, Emancipator, Daft Punk, Apex Twins, Bonobo, Helios, FIDLAR.

Anything by Joss Whedon (Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Firefly, Dollhouse), Star Trek: TOS, TNG, Voyager, Game of Thrones, Mad Men, House, Sherlock, House of Cards, Futurama, The Simpsons, Archer, Frisky Dingo, Breaking Bad, Louis C.K., The Walking Dead, True Detective, Hannibal, Orange is the New Black, Bojack Horseman, Black Mirror, Orphan Black.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
a sense of humour
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
“Maybe it’s not metaphysics. Maybe it’s existential. I’m talking about the individual US citizen’s deep fear, the same basic fear that you and I have and that everybody has except nobody ever talks about it except existentialists in convoluted French prose. Or Pascal. Our smallness, our insignificance and mortality, yours and mine, the thing that we all spend all our time not thinking about directly, that we are tiny and at the mercy of large forces and that time is always passing and that every day we’ve lost one more day that will never come back and our childhoods are over and our adolescence and the vigor of youth and soon our adulthood, that everything we see around us all the time is decaying and passing, it’s all passing away, and so are we, so am I, and given how fast the first forty-two years have shot by it’s not going to be long before I too pass away, whoever imagined that there was a more truthful way to put it than “die,” “pass away,” the very sound of it makes me feel the way I feel at dusk on a wintry Sunday—’ And not only that, but everybody who knows me or even knows I exist will die, and then everybody who knows those people and might even conceivably have even heard of me will die, and so on, and the gravestones and monuments we spend money to have put in to make sure we’re remembered, these’ll last what—a hundred years? two hundred?—and they’ll crumble, and the grass and insects my decomposition will go to feed will die, and their offspring, or if I’m cremated the trees that are nourished by my windblown ash will die or get cut down and decay, and my urn will decay, and before maybe three or four generations it will be like I never existed, not only will I have passed away but it will be like I was never here, and people in 2104 or whatever will no more think of Stuart A. Nichols Jr. than you or I think of John T. Smith, 1790 to 1864, of Livingston, Virginia, or some such. That everything is on fire, slow fire, and we’re all less than a million breaths away from an oblivion more total than we can even bring ourselves to even try to imagine, in fact, probably that’s why the manic US obsession with production, produce, produce, impact the world, contribute, shape things, to help distract us from how little and totally insignificant and temporary we are.”
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Asleep. Or not.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I don't like tuna fish.
You should message me if
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You think intelligence is sexy.


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