As a Brooklyn-born digital storyteller with roots in Afro-Latin rhythms and existential philosophy, I’ve watched how supermarket bingo turns mundane errands into sacred rituals. Each ticket isn’t just a game—it’s a drumbeat of chance, a quiet rebellion against algorithmic despair. This is not about winning. It’s about the pause between draws, the scent of salsa on humid shelves, and the courage to stay present when luck refuses to call.