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Sometimes the games just bury you. Virtual collectibles and smartphone moneysuckers hounding you back to the arcade.
Weakened, sneezing out the lonerdust, the x-ray of your fragile frame shadowpuppeted onto your untucked workshirt.
Turn away from Wonderland Wars and it’s Kantai Collection or Code of Joker or Dissidia Final Fantasy or Sangokushi Taisen or some new bullshit that might tank after 6 months but wants your money now.
Your salary turns to cash turns to card top-ups turn to silver coins turn to jewels turn to buffs turn to XP turns to levels turn to last train home and no point being there and hey what did anything actually cost?
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Photographer and writer covering Tokyo arcade life – the videogames, the metropolis and the people