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"We call it 'slow vertigo,'" says media analyst Priya Kaur. "Gen Z grew up with doom-scrolling. They don't want 'conflict.' They want resolution . Watching a guy sand a chair for 45 minutes is the ultimate flex against the algorithm." Podcasting is no longer about true crime interrogations. The hot new genre is narrative non-fiction about very specific, very pointless industries. The premise is painfully simple: four artisans in
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