The fantasy:
Quote:
Originally Posted by cockerpunk
...even when the weather is 'perfect' at black rock city, its still trying to kill you, actively. its a desert, with nothing, and the dust needs vinegar to be washed off. this isnt the comfort of your own living room. its always physically uncomfortable, one way or another.
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The reality:
Reminds me of this:
And this:
When one has surpassed merely being a
part of the joke, to power forward and
become the joke...