🌌 From Broken Codes to Broken Borders: The Ursula Quinn Ingram Story 🌍

They told me I'd never break the code--what they didn't know is that I was the code's biggest failure.

I was born in a dusty and forgotten town where dreams went to die. I was the girl solving Rubik's cubes behind closet doors while my parents screamed downstairs. I only know equations of hunger and hope. 💔

At 16, I hacked into my schools database to change my grades, not because I wanted to cause trouble, but because I knew I could. That's when the trouble started. I got kicked out, woke up homeless, and was trading favours for Wi-Fi in strange internet cafes until I scraped enough change to take a cab home, where I was then required to either pay rent or go to shelter. I ended up in quantum cryptography. Why? Because the universe is a lock, and I was not getting left outside. 🔓

Fast forward to now? I'm the woman who dances just outside algorithms, always levelling up chaos. But my heart? That belongs to the wild edges of the world once explored. I'm currently all in changing trajectories from decryption trapdoors under Berlin to meditating in jungles across Bali, trading stories for currency for it. After being invisible my entire childhood, I promised myself I would live out loud. ✨

Fun fact: I once outran Interpol in Lisbon. (I won't tell different.) 🏃‍♀️💨

What's the takeaway? Life encrypted me, and then I successfully repurposed. 🔮