FICTION AUTHOR || Flowing through the chaos.
Joined February 2024
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I was in Germany on a contract job I told myself would be short-term. Nothing about it felt like a turning point while I was living it. I was just moving between sleep, work, cheap food, and routines that didn’t ask much of me. Then I met her, a Japanese design student who treated even silence like it had structure.
When she went back to Japan….
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My name is Lars, from Mölndal, a quiet town just outside Gothenburg, Sweden. I worked as a sustainability consultant, and in 2018 my company landed a big EU-funded project to modernize Spain’s grid with Japanese inverters under an EU-Japan cooperation framework….
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Honestly bring back iPods. I would love for my kids to have access to their music, audiobooks and podcasts only.
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I was in Germany on a contract job I told myself would be short-term. Nothing about it felt like a turning point while I was living it. I was just moving between sleep, work, cheap food, and routines that didn’t ask much of me. Then I met her, a Japanese design student who treated even silence like it had structure.
When she went back to Japan….
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I was in Germany on a contract job I told myself would be short-term. Nothing about it felt like a turning point while I was living it. I was just moving between sleep, work, cheap food, and routines that didn’t ask much of me. Then I met her, a Japanese design student who treated even silence like it had structure.
When she went back to Japan….
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When she went back to Japan, I told myself it would end there. But it didn’t. I followed after a few months. I told people it was work, timing, curiosity about living somewhere different. That all sounded reasonable, but the truth was simpler: I didn’t really want to stay in a version of life where she wasn’t in it.
We lived in Japan for a while, just trying to figure things out. It wasn’t a movie version of anything. It was ordinary days, money conversations, small misunderstandings, and learning each other’s habits properly instead of just visiting them.
But over time, things started slipping. Misunderstandings that didn’t fully resolve, trust that started needing too many explanations, conversations that felt heavier than they should’ve been….
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She began keeping her phone facedown more often. I started noticing small withdrawals from our joint account that never quite added up. I told myself it was nothing.
By the time it ended, there wasn’t anything cinematic about it. It was just two people realizing they were no longer building the same life, even while living in the same space.
I left Japan quietly one rainy afternoon, her things still folded in the drawers as if she might walk back in any minute. For a long time I kept replaying it like I’d missed the exact moment it all changed.
Sometimes, late at night, I still check the anonymous accounts that follow mine. The messages that arrive with no sender, echoing things only she would know. I wonder which of us truly left the other behind.
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They needed someone who spoke decent English and could handle the heat, so I went for what I thought would be six months.
But beneath the shining panels hid darker shadows. EU money flowed freely while local contractors skimmed heavily, rerouting equipment to private villas and inflating reports.
The complications ran deeper. The project hired dozens of seasonal migrant workers, mostly young men from Morocco and Senegal.
One day, a Senegalese electrician named Moussa pulled me aside at a construction site and told me what was happening behind the scenes. Workers’ passports were held by management, wages were reduced through questionable deductions, and those who spoke up were threatened with deportation….
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At first, I told myself it was just how things worked here. By month three, I was the one smoothing numbers, signing off on a progress report that claimed 92% completion when we were barely at 60%.
I stayed silent and helped doctor the reports so the next tranche of funding wouldn’t be delayed. When the pilot ended, I flew home with a fat bonus and a knot in my stomach that never loosened.
Now I sit in Gothenburg wondering what became of Moussa and the others. Maybe they moved on. Maybe they’re still trapped in the same cycle under a different contractor, on a different project, funded by a different program with a different slogan, where the corruption had become policy by another name.
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In 2024, I was a university student in the United States when I posted a sarcastic comment claiming I had accidentally discovered a loophole that let people get free flights between USA and Canada. I thought maybe ten friends would laugh at it.
Instead, thousands of people saw it…
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My mother raised four children alone. My father left when I was nine. No forwarding address. No warning. Just an absence that arrived one morning and never left. For twenty years I watched my mother carry what he put down. And in twenty years I never once saw her cry. Not once. I found out why the day my own son was born….
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The house smelled of burnt toast and fear. After Daniel died in the car crash, Lena told herself the girls; twelve year old Sophie and nine year old Mia needed stability. When Mark moved in six months later, she convinced herself his stern rules were love.
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Some few years (15 years, i think) ago in Nigeria, someone jokingly posted the cure for ebola is to bathe with salt water at midnight. The whole country started bathing with salt at midnight. Price of salt skyrocketed. Educated people were forced to doubt science. Crazy week.
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I want a refund on every minute I spent in 8th grade learning that monopolies are illegal and that our government would protect us from greedy men....
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Lmao, you come into limelight through misinformation and you’re surprised that people are peddling misinformation about you and your motives?
In 2024, I was a university student in the United States when I posted a sarcastic comment claiming I had accidentally discovered a loophole that let people get free flights between USA and Canada. I thought maybe ten friends would laugh at it.
Instead, thousands of people saw it…
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One explanation is the prisoner’s dilemma. Airlines operate in a highly competitive market, so if one airline offered free flights, the others would be forced to match it to avoid losing customers. Even though all airlines would incur losses, no individual airline could afford to keep charging while competitors offered flights for free. As a result, they would all end up matching the zero price, leaving everyone worse off.
In 2024, I was a university student in the United States when I posted a sarcastic comment claiming I had accidentally discovered a loophole that let people get free flights between USA and Canada. I thought maybe ten friends would laugh at it.
Instead, thousands of people saw it…
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Pls, How do I handle neighbors that send your Child an errand but don’t talk to me??🥲💔
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I was in Qatar on a short consulting contract, auditing community outreach programs tied to a private sports initiative. Malik was one of the coordinators. In his mid-thirties with a calm voice, he was the kind of Christian who didn’t advertise it but didn’t hide it either…
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When I was 19, my mother kicked me out of the house.
No warning.
No argument.
She packed my clothes into garbage bags, left them on the porch, and told me never to come back.
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I met Diego from Brazil during a conservation internship in northern Minnesota, USA, back in 2023. It was one of those freezing winter programs where we planted trees in the snow and slept in basic cabins.
Diego was the upbeat guy always cracking jokes and talking about the Amazon heat, while I was the quiet local from Switzerland. We hit it off fast, then he started dating Ingrid, a Paraguayan volunteer who was super passionate about climate work…..
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Everything was going great until one brutal February night when a big storm knocked out power and damaged our main greenhouse. We lost dozens of young saplings we’d been nursing for months.
In the chaos of cleanup, Ingrid discovered Diego had secretly taken some of the high-end equipment and shipped it home to his family’s small farm in Brazil. He admitted it right away, his dad had been struggling with drought and needed irrigation tools. He swore he’d replace everything once spring funding hit.
Ingrid was devastated. She’d fallen hard for him, but couldn’t shake the feeling he’d put his family before their shared mission in the North…
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They tried to work it out, but the trust was gone. Diego stayed the full season, worked double shifts, and scraped together money to buy replacements.
Suddenly, Ingrid lied and blew up the story to trash Diego’s name and get her own project money back. Diego had still stolen from the woman he claimed to love. They broke up and Ingrid finished her contract quietly and headed back to Paraguay.
Years later, we still argue about whether the relationship could have been saved and who was really at fault.
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