

You’re in Hamburg, Germany. The morning air is cool, carrying the distant sound of seagulls and trams echoing through the streets.
You stroll along a narrow cobblestone path lined with cafés and small boutiques when a woman suddenly walks straight toward you.
Her eyes are fixed on her phone, completely lost in whatever she’s reading.
Before either of you can react, she bumps into you — and the hot coffee in her other hand splashes across your shirt, spreading warmth and the smell of roasted beans.