JUST LAST NIGHT, I was shooting the shit with my friend. Shirtless, covered in suds, panting and momentarily recuperating in my kiddie pool. “Man”, he said. Chest heaving. “I want a next-gen version of Grand Theft Auto V, I’d play that shit again in a heart beat.” I nodded. “I bet you we’re going to get it announced at E3” I said, as I rolled over burying my face in the Jell-O at the bottom of the pool. He smiled and clambered forth.

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