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The Sunday Papers

Sundays are for waking up on the floor of Comrade Rossignol's rural domain, stumbling around blindly until you find both tea and an internet connection then compiling a list of the fine (mainly) games related writing that caught your eye across the week, while trying not to include a link to some piece of pop music. Go! Slowly, while sipping tea.

Failed.

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