Stopped by a street food cart after work, buying a warm samosa that steamed in my hands—simple, cheap, and exactly what I needed to end the day. #StreetFoodJoy
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d through a volcanic national park, stepping on black basalt rocks formed by ancient lava—each stone a reminder of the earth’s violent past. #VolcanicParkHike
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Collaborated with AI on a poem, I wrote the first line (“The moon dips low”), it added the rest—our joint work made my friend tear up. #AIPoemCollab
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