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A sleek black Oriental Shorthair cat (Franzi) trapped in a tiny harness, looking utterly betrayed and filled with existential dread as she is paraded past barking dogs, screeching bicycles, and judgmental pigeons in a chaotic urban setting.

The Inspection

February 18, 2025
Franzi wakes to the sound of the door crashing open. Not the gentle creak of a household settling, not the hesitant knock of a package delivery, but a full-blown break-in—the kind that suggests either a high-stakes police raid or an overly dramatic
A sleek black Oriental Shorthair cat staring in existential dread at a glowing phone screen, surrounded by eerie green digital rain and floating TikTok logos, evoking the overwhelming presence of the algorithm.

The Algorithm Sees You: Franzi vs. the TikTok Experiment

February 17, 2025
I should have known better. The algorithm is omnipresent, omniscient, and, apparently, omnideutsch. In a moment of questionable decision-making—perhaps fueled by existential boredom or an unspoken desire to prove a point—I created a TikTok account. A fresh, unsullied profile. No history, no
Two sleek black Oriental Shorthair cats sit beside an imbalanced scale with two food bowls—one full and the other half-full—symbolizing fairness, support, and quiet struggles in a multi-cat household.

The Price of Fame, The Weight of Being Seen

February 17, 2025
After Schmutz’s little influencer disaster (see: The Fake Fame Catastrophe), Mum and I found ourselves in a late-night conversation about money, support, and the strange ways we show love. Schmutz had wanted fifty euros to buy fake fame from a scammer. Mum
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Creative Writing

The worn-out poster, its edges curling, suggesting a rule long enforced. The bold, stark '95', both a warning and a sentence. The cracked, stained wall, whispering of those who failed before.

95 Chapter 1:

February 20, 2025
The Bureau of Acceptable Care By the year 2042, humanity had arrived at a simple conclusion: people could not be trusted to care. Not