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Stop doomscrolling thirst-trap reels. Start scrolling your own memories. I vibe-coded my first iOS app. The idea was simple: de-addict reels, one step at a time, but still give you that dopamine hit of seeing something new. So I gave your gallery a Reel UI. With ReelFree, you randomly...

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