She sat back down, the phone still buzzing in her hand, a small digital campfire sparking with thousands of strangers. But she didn't feel lonely anymore. She felt seen.
"It creates engagement, Biagio! Look at the numbers!" Lorenzo waved a tablet in the air. "You posted a photo of stale cake and everyone loves you. You’re a genius."
Then, she saw the trending sidebar. The name struck a chord that vibrated somewhere deep in her 1990s childhood: .
The caption read: "Non è Natale, ma chi se ne frega. Il panettone non ha stagione. Buonasera a tutti." (It’s not Christmas, but who cares. Panettone has no season. Good evening everyone.)