in the marketplace, homunculus hiding in my satchel, peeps out, looks around. it squeaks ‘MYTHIC FAPS’ right as a nearby dwarf cleric bends over to pick up her shield. i instantly swing my satchel into the sharp corner of the nearest stone wall, not stopping until it goes red
Think the only thing I regret about hanging in Toronto, is that a movie theatre we'd frequently pass by downtown had Night is Short, Walk On Girl in rotation and I never got around to seeing a showing of it. Would've been nice to see on the big screen
a letterboxd equivalent for people who write these kinds of steam reviews
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☐ You forget what reality is
☑ Beautiful
☐ Good
☐ Decent
☐ Bad
☐ Don’t look too long at it
☐ MS-DOS