diagnose your QT posture before someone else does
a 5x5 bingo card of every sound she'd flinch at, and the line you mark tells on you.
pick your scene, get a board of 25 cells from a 60-card deck — sean-nós, the adhan, a microwave end-of-cycle beep, a peacock on a roof, the works. tap the ones you've watched a generic-pop-star ear call weird. on bingo, the disgust-face stamps your line and the footer hands you one of four diagnoses. the marked card IS the receipt.

Actually From That Culture Though

Performatively Offended

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