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   The subway doors hissed shut like a pressure cooker sealing my fate. Jammed between a backpack-wielding tourist and someone’s elbow digging into my ribs, the 8:05 express became a humid purgatory. Oxygen felt rationed. That’s when my thumb instinctively stabbed my phone screen, activating Crowd Express – my digital escape pod from urban claustrophobia. The subway doors hissed shut like a pressure cooker sealing my fate. Jammed between a backpack-wielding tourist and someone’s elbow digging into my ribs, the 8:05 express became a humid purgatory. Oxygen felt rationed. That’s when my thumb instinctively stabbed my phone screen, activating Crowd Express – my digital escape pod from urban claustrophobia.
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   The fluorescent light above our kitchen table buzzed like an angry hornet, casting harsh shadows over my son's crumpled math worksheet. Sweat prickled my forehead as I stabbed a finger at problem number five—a simple addition exercise: 27 + 15. "See, buddy? You add the ones column first," I mumbled, my voice tight with exhaustion. My seven-year-old, Rohan, blinked blankly, his pencil hovering like a confused bird. For the third time that evening, he'd written "32" instead of "42," eraser shreds The fluorescent light above our kitchen table buzzed like an angry hornet, casting harsh shadows over my son's crumpled math worksheet. Sweat prickled my forehead as I stabbed a finger at problem number five—a simple addition exercise: 27 + 15. "See, buddy? You add the ones column first," I mumbled, my voice tight with exhaustion. My seven-year-old, Rohan, blinked blankly, his pencil hovering like a confused bird. For the third time that evening, he'd written "32" instead of "42," eraser shreds
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   Rain lashed against my office window as I frantically alt-tabbed between four different email clients, each screaming for attention. My iCloud account held a time-sensitive investor query buried under promotional spam, Outlook pinged every 30 seconds with team updates, and Hotmail—my relic from college—had just received a critical legal document. Sweat beaded on my temples as I accidentally archived the investor email while trying to silence Outlook’s cacophony. That’s when my thumb smashed the Rain lashed against my office window as I frantically alt-tabbed between four different email clients, each screaming for attention. My iCloud account held a time-sensitive investor query buried under promotional spam, Outlook pinged every 30 seconds with team updates, and Hotmail—my relic from college—had just received a critical legal document. Sweat beaded on my temples as I accidentally archived the investor email while trying to silence Outlook’s cacophony. That’s when my thumb smashed the
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