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Alexandre Plokhov: Master of Shadows

Oh, hey Alexandre Plokhov. Didn’t see you there, since you layered black on black, and set yourself up in front of a black background… at night, probably.

Not making fun of you, or anything. I am after all, a recovering NYC Goth. I know all about black on black on black just for the hell of it.  I’m just saying that if you’re trying to sneak up on homegirl, you probably should do it in pieces I’m more likely to ignore.

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Grand Theft Auto V: The Great American Mirror

A few days ago, I reached the end of Grand Theft Auto V for the second time. Like most people re-playing the game on a current-gen console, this time around, I allowed myself more time to enjoy the little things, like random kicking over of “For Sale” signs and searching the map for spaceship parts.

Like it or not, Grand Theft Auto occupies a unique place in modern culture. Rampages and lapdances may be (a super fun) part of that, but that’s not really what the games in the series have been about for a long time now. Instead, it’s GTA’s preoccupation with the pursuit of the American Dream, and most markedly, the betrayal of it (or by it) that are at the cornerstone of its storytelling. Continue Reading

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You’re Lonely, and I Get it

So there you were. On the front page of this blog again, with nothing new to read. Your ice cream was all melty. Your latte was all room temperature-like. Charlie Brown had nothing on you.

Alright, it was a sad sight. Totally my fault, and I’m sorry.

But please don’t despair, dear reader, for I have not abandoned thee. Not really. Quite the contrary, I’ve only been quiet here because I was busy working some really cool stuff which once revealed, will make you glad you didn’t take it personally when it seemed I was pulling a Fade Away break up on you.  So be glad, and slow down on the ice cream.

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