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Childhood

Jason moved onto my street in the early summer of 1983. I was ten and he was nine and like most every other kid who encountered him for the first time, I couldn’t stand him.

Life can be frustrating and confusing and unfair. Sometimes the best way to deal with that is to pick up a controller and face down a frustrating, confusing and unfair virtual world where at least you know that if you work hard, learn what you need to learn and master your environment, you WILL win.

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