Noosa North Shore was supposed to be paradise. Turquoise water. Golden sand. The kind of place where you forget your to-do list exists. But halfway through our afternoon walk, I stopped mid-step. The beach wasn't just beautiful—it was buried in tiny pieces of plastic washing up with every wave. That afternoon spent picking up rubbish with Rod became the reason my first product exists. If you've ever wondered how one small choice can make a real difference, keep reading. Your phone case might...

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