1+1 — find your +1
Post what you want to do. Someone says “I’m in.” It happens within 24 hours. No swiping, no small talk — buttons, and showing up.
Turn the dials.
Or shuffle.
What, how far, when. Turn them, or shuffle and let them land — what fits comes up as tickets.
The host
picks one.
Tear a stub to say I’m in. The host sees everyone who did — sorted by who shows up, not by looks — and picks one person.
Go with Leo.
Every person,
a poster.
No profiles. Each person prints in their own register — type, ground, motion — set by what they’re into and when they’re out.
The circle is sorted by showing up, never by texting. People fade, and come back.
Buttons, not
paragraphs.
A plan’s room has no keyboard. Say what you need with a button; the other side hears it as a line.
The last
hundred meters.
Your phone says only far, on the way, close, here. Inside a hundred meters a radar opens and shows you each other — only there, only then.
No ratings.
A record.
wrapped a plan with Maya · would again
Easy to plan with · On time · Good talker
Nobody gives stars. You pick a few words and say whether you’d go again. A selfie, once, puts a shield on a poster.
No search.
A stub.
There’s no directory and nobody to look up. Tear off your stub — six characters — and hand it over. They type it in, and you’re in each other’s circle.
Get the app.
It’s out on iPhone and Android. Tear the stub.
