It was a Tuesday evening, dreary and wet, the kind where the couch starts calling your name before you've even properly closed the front door. I’d just wrapped up a particularly mind-numbing spreadsheet session at work, and my brain felt like a deflated balloon. Scrolling aimlessly through

Der Regen prasselte gegen mein Fenster, ein typischer grauer Sonntagabend in Berlin. Draußen war es dunkel, drinnen war meine Stimmung nicht viel heller. Ich hatte das Gefühl, seit Tagen nichts anderes zu tun, als auf Bildschirme zu starren – sei es für die Arbeit, für Net

Let's be honest, we've all been there. That moment of minor panic when something online just… glitches. For me, it was last month, a Friday evening, and I was finally getting around to withdrawing a modest sum I'd managed to accumulate playing slots throughout the week. Everything