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Why Awards Shows Are My Favorite Form of Performance Art (And Occasional Train Wreck)
There’s something oddly comforting about the chaos of an awards show. Maybe it’s the glittering gowns that look like someone lost a bet with a glue gun. Maybe it’s the presenters who butcher the teleprompter like it insulted their mother. Or maybe it’s just the promise that something will go off the rails and Twitter
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The Gameplay Pollen Patch: Elder Scrolls Online – The MMO for People Who Hate MMOs (And Why That’s My Kind of Magic)
Imagine waking up, not in a virtual prison cell, but with the immediate, overwhelming freedom to walk across an entire continent, from scorching deserts to snowy peaks, without a single loading screen interrupting your journey. Picture a world brimming with thousands of years of lore, waiting to be uncovered at your own pace, with stories
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My Top 5 “Uncool” Hobbies That Actually Bring Me Pure JoyBecause not everything that soothes the soul has to be Instagrammable.
Look, I’ve accepted that I’m never going to be “cool” in the way Gen Z influencers with disposable film cameras and vague existential captions are. I’m not trying to be mysterious. I’m trying to not scream when my Amazon package says “out for delivery” and then vanishes into the abyss for four business days. I’ve
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The Wildcard Wanderings: The Silent World – A Raw Look at Life After Losing My Sense of Smell
The very air around us carries an unseen symphony of aromas—the comforting scent of fresh-baked bread, the sharp tang of rain, the unique fragrance of a loved one, or the alarming stench of smoke. For most, these are integral, often subconscious, elements of daily life. But for me, this entire olfactory landscape went largely silent