No Quarters, No Problems: The Psychology of Retro Gaming
I can still recall the auspicious Saturday afternoon when I saw Jake clinging to the business end of an arcade cabinet, completely oblivious to reality. His body was bathed in artificial light while his face contorted in such a way that we all knew our friend was forever lost to the grip of madness. Whereas the rest of the group had scattered to search out the various electronic delights the arcade had to offer, only one of us converted a bill to quarters and set fingers to the locus of his desire without a moment’s hesitation. Jake was determined to…
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