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How can I steam spinach when scrolling shows me 50 ways with melted cheese?
How can I rest on my sofa when scrolling parades relentless high achievers?
How can I live modestly when scrolling suggests perfect trainers or scented candles to die for?
How can I stay in when scrolling tantalises with pistes and beaches?
How can I thrill to the quiet crackling of logs when scrolling yells ‘you missed that gig’?
How can I get dressed when scrolling istructs that I don’t know how?
How can I settle for solitude when scrolling tells me what my dreams should be?
