Great games were promised, but oh look at what they delivered to us Santa.
...might hint towards one unpolished Polish videogame. Gaming community is like wall, at least investors are embraced.
*edit* Hey got more to spend with ice chocolate = eiskonfekts, so that's not half so bad. :D
latte macchiato is my favorite, leaving this as a side note.
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A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?