When Lion King came out, my best friend at the time and I were taken to see it in the cinema. We were quite young.
We were asked to leave because this scene made us cry too loudly.

I personally believe The Hungry Caterpillar is a social commentary.

I was radicalised by the apple.

So what you're saying is, Thom Yorke is actually a group of tortoises in a human suit??

I bloody well knew it.

I just wish social media wasn't focused on so much, when it comes to politicians and other high figures.

They should be posting statements of value on official websites and the like, yet instead a blimmin' tweet is the highlight of discussion time and time again. Why should I care? I'm not here to be friends with them.

I swear I've seen the exact same YouTube video tutorial on how to fold them multiple times, incorporated it into my routine, only to forget the technique entirely within a day or two.

It is almost as if a wizard is preventing us from remembering this skill. what does it meeeaaan

Yeah but that's not as fun. Yarrr

I'm not sure if this will fulfill your needs entirely, or how you feel regarding piracy to obtain source material, however I've been running Jellyfin for a while with an overall good experience. Subtitles are found and automatically applied, and it's rather snappy.
I use it to watch an episode or two when I'm at the gym.

I use Windows, but for the Win12 beta Microsoft asked for my firstborn son as a sacrificial offering.
I mean I didn't like him anyway, but I just thought that was a bit weird.

The nVidia drivers seem decent though.

I used to have a partner like this. She would comment on my face as I'm being serious in a part of a game haha.

She was sweet however some incident caused us to realise it was no longer working on a romantic level. It's a very sweet feeling though.

I've been to Bruges and it is always going to be one of my favourite places on Earth, and I've literally only been once and for a few days at best.

Be careful with the lambic beer, is a warning I was given and one I give to everyone whilst there (since I visited back when I was able to drink alcohol). It's too damn tasty, and very easy to be rather drunk before you even know it.

Just to note: we have fries here too.

Chips are thick, fries are referring to the thin ones (like in McDonalds). However they're still a form of chip so many just call them chips all the same.

What's next, spoons?!

Cannabis is the only thing allowing me to live my life without pain and nausea, amongst other things.

I got a Miyoo Mini very recently and have been playing a lot of games since. I can't put the thing down for long at all!

I've had a local place literally call them Chicken Balls.

I'm not sure if you'd want to Google for a recipe tbh.

What helped me was realising there are many people are just as lonely as me. When I force myself to engage, in little ways (even as much as a hello), people seem to take it as an opportunity to speak and it's quite nice.

I told a quiet neighbour merry Christmas the other day, and he was more animated than I'd ever seen him.

I'm not saying this will help you, though I hope it has some positive bearing as a consideration.

Greater London. When people think of London they usually forget the areas on the outskirts. Just a lot of gang activity. Earlier this year someone got stabbed metres from my living room window, however they survived. All of my friends who have moved away have expressed being considerably happier.

One of my grandfathers was murdered several years before I was born. He ran an off licence (small grocery store), when robbers took money and still used a shotgun to his face at point blank.

I believe it took around 20 years to catch one of them, with the accomplice having passed away from other causes years prior to the capture.

There have been a few attempted murders of friends/neighbours, over the years here, without anything coming of it.

I'm not within any profession to be providing a direct answer to your question, however in my mind I don't believe there would be much effort provided for most people. I say this with some confidence, after seeing how much is provided to the rich in comparison to, well, everyone else... Rather sad realisations, ngl.

My grandmother was on one of these trains. I'll never forget the story of her survival.

She got onto a train carrying her disabled brother. There were carriages transporting Gur (raw cane sugar blocks), and many people hid inside the bags. People came on board and started slicing into the bags, killing as many people as they could as quickly as they could.
My grandmother and her brother hid behind a bunch of bags, rather than inside, which allowed them to have some barrier due to how thick the Gur is. I was told this was the last train out of Lahore, headed to Delhi, though I'm not entirely sure on the exact route.

I'm afraid I cannot be of help, you see I had the same issue. My current pillow was obtained after years of searching, from perhaps thousands, if not billions of pillows tested.
I know not of its name, nor origins. It satisfies me, though I often wonder what would happen once this pillow meets the same fate as the others. Tagless, innards squished to where they shall expand no more... I would like to say this keeps me up at night, though it's a decent pillow. Good luck on your quest.