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The dead pixel analogy is probably my favorite thing about this godforsaken game. One of my favorite analogies in game history. Every time I think about it it brings a tear to my eye. The dead pixel. A flaw you could only see if you stood really, really close. A detail that's lost to anyone keeping their distance.

Anya telling Curly that the dead pixel always lives in the back of her mind, but Curly never got close enough to see it, it's the kind of writing that I don't see in games much anymore.

He was never willing to get up and look for it because it never affected his view of the bigger picture. He was never going to fix it because he never noticed it in the first place. Nobody cared about the dead pixel until they were standing eye to eye with it.

But that was all Anya ever saw. That one damn pixel. They never heard her until it was too late.

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I think a Jamba Juice might’ve saved my fucking life today gang.

I was at the mall with my mom but I had gone to restroom so I was away from her for a solid probably 5-8 minutes or so, and for reference, the restrooms at my local mall are down this super sketchy narrow hallway with quite a few turns, no windows and pretty dimly lit for some stupid fuckin reason?? But basically, I was walking and this random ass dude (probably 30’s) started following WEIRDLY close to me before I reached the hall, I’m talkin 2/3 feet behind me. And it had gone on for more than probably 2 minutes at that point and my thought process was β€œI’m not going down that sketchy ass hallway and have this dude follow me.” So I did a sharp 180, headed back to the main food court to A: buy something, and make sure he wasn’t gonna follow me if I did that, and B: the food court is a well populated area, meaning if something happened, people would act pretty damn quickly. Bought myself a Jamba juice because hydration + there was no line. Weird guy left after I got to the food court and I went back to my mom after.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Jamba Juice is fuckin awesome and trust your gut gang πŸ˜ƒπŸ‘ don’t go down narrow ass windowless hallways if weird men are following you.

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