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Remember when prototyping meant linking 60 artboards with hotspots in InVision and praying nobody clicked the wrong thing during the demo
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“you can outsource your thinking, but you can not outsource your understanding” has to be the quote of the decade
claude giving you an infuriating answer and immediately hitting you with the 5 hour limit is the AI equivalent of getting hung up on mid argument
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I would pay a lot of money to attend early screenings of films with people I actually care to talk about them with, in cozy theaters with updated takes on snacks
Just began Sons of Anarchy and Deputy Hale could be in complete witness protection, under ten layers of prosthetics, in an underground bunker, and the second he says Sam Crow with that dusty gravel drawl, I’d still know it was Taylor Sheridan
.@reve is proof you should build things people will miss. great outcome for the team but i'm miffed
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Rabbit hole alert
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I love the scent of Bangalore more than the city itself.
There's this particular one you catch on your way in from the airport early in the morning. Or when you get off the bus or a train. I've never figured out what makes it. Maybe it's some combination of a hundred different things that only exist together here, at that hour before the city's awake. It feels like a warm hug and coming back home.
I don't think it's petrichor or the dew. It's so distinctly Bangalore. It makes me all giddy. If you're lucky, you randomly catch it driving down the boulevards of Jayanagar or Gandhi Bazar.
Add to it the aroma of the freshly baked bread from the bakeries in the morning, eucalyptus trees and jasmine garlands being sold by the side of the roads. The faint fumes of those ratchety two stroke engine autos from a bygone era briefly interrupt it. It only lasts a few hours before the city envelops it whole.
I think I treasure it so much because every time I catch it, I'm a kid again. Coming to my grandma's house for the summer.
Wake up at 6:30. Pick a sweater. Walk down to Bengaluru Cafe. Have a single chutney dip idli and a masala dose followed by a cup of filter coffee. Take a brisk walk in the park to burn off the ghee. It’s cold and misty. For a second, you’re in Ooty. Life’s happy.
Ramp has one of the most goated media strategies right now. The hits keep coming. They really do understand brand ≠ advertising
















