The Heart of the Matter: Crafting Memories, One Ring at a Time It was a bit of a dreary Tuesday afternoon, not exactly the kind of day you’d expect creative lightning to strike, was it? The rain was absolutely lashing down outside, drumming a rather insistent rhythm on the workshop roof, and I was nursing a lukewarm cuppa, staring at a pile of rough sketches that just weren't quite singing to me yet. You know those days, where everything feels a bit… beige? Well, that’s where we were. Then, a colleague, bless her cotton socks, walked in, a bit flustered, muttering about trying to find somethin...
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