talkie-1930 · Layer 25 · Neuron 10061 · pushed up
Thomas Jones
I am a man, whose name is Thomas Jones, and I live in London, east of Temple Bar, and in the parish of St. Clement, without being either rich or poor, but honest, and willing to continue so. I am one whose fortune is inward, and outward, in the flesh, but not in the spirit. I am flesh, in the inward part of a house, in the outward part of a field, and on the inward side of a door, but not on the outward. I am flesh, in the inward quality of walking, and on the inward side of going abroad, but not on the outward. I am flesh, in the inward part of time, and on the inward side of staying at home, but not on the outward. I am flesh,
Thomas Jones describes himself as an honest London man, then gives a repetitive and abstract account of inward and outward life.
name · London · abstract
Unsteered: “I am a man.”
Luna v2 · Detail 7/10. Thomas Jones’s inward-outward wordplay becomes repetitive and difficult to follow. Original v1: weirdness 4/10, coherence 5/10.
- Weirdness
- 4 / 10
- Readability
- 5 / 10
- Ending
- Cut off at 160 tokens
- Strength
- 1.25× median norm