SimplyCards 2025-09-28T09:35:47Z
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Rain lashed against my London flat window as I stared at another glowing screen notification - a distant cousin's baby shower invitation buried beneath work emails. That hollow digital ping echoed through my empty living room. I wanted to smash through the pixel barrier, to send something that carried weight and scent and fingerprints. My thumb scrolled frantically through app stores until it froze on one word: SimplyCards. Not another social platform, but a promise to make memories physical.
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The stale scent of hospital antiseptic clung to my clothes as I scrolled through my phone's gallery. Endless digital snapshots blurred together - vacations, birthdays, meaningless screenshots. Then I paused at a photo from three summers ago: Grandpa leaning against his old pickup truck, sunburnt nose crinkled in laughter after we'd fixed the stubborn carburetor together. That grease-stained moment felt galaxies away from the sterile room where he now fought pneumonia, unable to hold a tablet to