There is. It’s “Worcestershiresauce sauce”.

It’s funny and painful at the same time. Like having sex with a BDSM clown.

I need to watch it again and have a look if there are different cuts. I have never seen the scene with the dog during the end credits. I think I’ve seen one version where the girl’s pictures are still part of the game and there’s no kiss in reality either, she rather puts him down in a gentle way.

Thanks for answering again. Good to hear that.

I can recommend it. Works really well.

Thanks for answering.

Another question: Do people get punished who protest against the Netanjahu regime and its actions regarding Gaza? If so, how serious are they?

I’m immune to this, I only find it irritating and annoying. Which seems to be rather rare. I guess I miss something most men have. But I’m glad because I’ve seen the scorched earth manic pixie dream girls leave behind numerous times…

How tense is the situation among citizens regarding Gaza? Does it divide friends and families?

Can’t find the study anymore but women with traits associated with BPD seem to be perceived as more attractive for men. I think it was in Psychology Today. Very interesting.

Doesn’t fit because the symptoms of BPD, PTSD and authism are very different, even the causes are very different.

Yes!

Oh. Sorry!

A classic. And I love that the protagonist doesn’t get the love interest in the end. It’s like a sweet little reality slap.

Such a complicated way just to add more RAND() to formulas.

You mean per day, right? Please don’t tell me for an entire year. Because that would be worse than what I assumed. That’s nothing, that’s not even enough to pay a tax adviser. Sorry, but… are you still just a kid or teenager?

There is still a chance but it’s so tiny that you better leave it out of the equation. Almost nobody makes it to the top, with the top beginning at “I can focus purely on writing my books and don’t have to do side jobs like lecturing, writing bogus articles for tabloids, teaching writing at evening school, making covers and frying burgers anymore”, but you’re still sitting in a tiny broken apartment and eat cheap ramen, you’re still forced to shit out 300-page-books every 1-2 months for some niche genre and you’re still working at least 80 hours per week and you’re still only self-publishing using Amazon’s print-on-demand service and you still have to crawl all kinds of social media groups and forums to advertise your books and to remind your audience that you’re still alive. This is how it was before the AI boom. How many decades can you go like that, hoping to reach the point where you get an actual contract with a publishing house? Twenty? Thirty? And even then you’re still far from that point when there’s a demand to translate your books into another language (which would be the point where you can actually rent a small house and earn enough money to feed a pet like a cat or dog too). Do not fall for the apex fallacy. This is hard work. Ask yourself how much shit you can eat and if shit cakes are your favorite thing in the world. Because this would be your life then. Most authors give up because they want to live at some point.

So ask yourself: How much are you willing to sacrifice? If the answer is “Everything!” without any doubt or hesitation, then you might get somewhere in a few decades. If you’re talented enough, insane enough and very lucky. And if the AI bubble bursts too of course. This is the hard truth.

I worked in several art-related industries. You obviously didn’t. You don’t know anything.

I have experience. You don’t.

Around 40, mostly bots. The community block list is much longer.

You either give it away for free or nobody’s ever going to see your work. That’s the hard truth. You’re never going to make money with your stuff no matter how good you are.