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Netflix Top 10: A Mirror Cracked, a Culture Glitched, a Cry for Help in Algorithm Form

We did it, America. We survived another month of economic collapse, heat domes, and political indictments—just in time to collapse face-first into our shared national coping strategy: passive entertainment that slowly drains the soul. Welcome to the Netflix Top 10, where taste goes to be auto-suggested and sanity is drip-fed in 8-episode chunks. At #1
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70 Years of Mousewash: Disneyland’s Diamond-Encrusted Nostalgia Parade Rolls On

Well folks, the House of Mouse has hit the big 7-0. That’s right—Disneyland Resort is celebrating its 70th Anniversary, proving that with enough corporate synergy, artificial joy, and nostalgia-steeped branding, even a theme park can become a religion. And like any good American faith, this one comes with overpriced snacks, emotionally manipulative musicals, and a
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The Legend of Zillion-Dollar Casting Regrets: Hollywood Storms Hyrule

Hark! The distant cry of a million nostalgic millennials just echoed across the land—and it wasn’t from blowing into a Nintendo 64 cartridge. It was from the announcement that a live-action Legend of Zelda film is officially in the works. Yes, the long-whispered dream (or nightmare) of bringing Hyrule to Hollywood is now reality. And
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The Man, the Myth, the Misstep: Shannon Price Says She “Had No Choice” But to End Gary Coleman’s Life—Then Fails a Lie Detector

In a story that sounds less like a somber eulogy and more like a mid-season twist on a forgotten true crime docuseries, Shannon Price—the ex-wife, ex-roommate, and ongoing enigma of child star Gary Coleman—has emerged from the shadows once again. This time, she’s here to explain why she pulled the plug on Coleman’s life support
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DOJ’s Epstein Cell Footage Brought to You by Adobe Premiere Pro—Now Available in the Creative Suite of Justice

In a bombshell that shocked absolutely no one with an internet connection and a pulse, it turns out the Department of Justice’s long-awaited, much-demanded footage from Jeffrey Epstein’s cell was… edited. Not lightly cleaned up. Not redacted for national security. Edited. As in “stitched together in Adobe Premiere Pro like it was your cousin’s wedding
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The Sugar Rot: Why I Wrote The Bitter Aftertaste

The Bitter Aftertaste I’ve always loved zombie stories. Not just the blood and chaos (though, let’s be honest—I live for a good gore-streaked takedown), but the truth they expose. The way they strip people down to who they really are when the Wi-Fi’s gone, the power’s out, and the rules don’t matter anymore. But with


