The Tram That Always Comes First (But Not Mine)
The Daily Pattern of Mild Annoyance Every day, after work, I walk to the tram stop like any other tired human trying to get home. And like a perfectly rehearsed joke, I always see a tram arriving… in the wrong direction . Not once, not twice — literally every single time. At this point, it feels personal. Like the universe saw me coming and thought, “You know what would be funny?” So I stand there, pretending not to care, but internally having a minor existential crisis. And
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A Deep Dive into the Most Mundane Thing Ever (Plastic Bag Blues)
The Unexpected Melancholy On a recent visit to my home country, Morocco, I spotted a lone plastic bag drifting lazily down the street. It...
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