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Handpicked posts from writers across the platform.
Esto me suena El Pirri: el cine quinqui murió en un descampado
José Luis Fernández Eguía, todo un personaje de los ochenta que alternaba las calles con los platós
Genís Making Hōjicha Latte in a world that doesn't want you to
An ode to slowness
Third Room Letters Welcome to Third Room Letters
A place for inspiration, works in progress, and finding your writing community.
Doublethink at work
Tips for surviving modern corporate life
Hey you! Yes, you, the person reading this. I’m no psychic but if I had to guess there’s a high chance you spend most of your work in front of a screen. Maybe you do it from a steel and glass behemoth located the outskirts of the city, maybe from a “cool and hip” coworking with foosball table or, ma
Dazlog How videogames are made
Everything I know as an indie game developer
Nhcreativehub The Gap Between What They Sell and Reality
Empty promises or just not full disclosure?
Genar The day local AI finally felt ready
I'm building a game with zero cloud API calls
Third Room Letters Raising Humans in the Age of ChatGPT
Why our kids’ questions about feelings, expertise, and connection matter more than AI’s answers
Josep Jaume's hut Forgive me Father, for I have vibed
Confessions of a developer of pure heart corrupted by the temptations of llm-assisted coding practices
Victormame The "Main Theme": The DNA of a Soundtrack
How to compose less and compose better
Genís What Silence Leaves Behind
A short reflection on not enjoying, yet being moved by Outer Wilds
Ray García y sus cosas de cada día Blank Page
This post is not about my friend René and his fantastic blank.page project
Postcard from Boston
3/22/26 | 8 Photos | 216 Words
Why I’m Documenting My Life Instead of Pretending I Have It Together
Thoughts from a girl building her future quietly.
The Singularity Will Not Be Streamed
A mostly true story about life and AI taking over the world
Diary of a silli-mazing human Your Brain Knows When to Stop (And It's Lying to You)
A theory about limits, goals, and the ceilings we build without realising
double dissent You are not the code
Sabinsthoughts How To Make A Paper Airplane
It flies
