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stephen
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I got a Commodore 64 as a Christmas gift at an age where I was far too young to fully appreciate it. I'd spend hours typing in code from printed magazines. Fell in love with it instantly. Nothing ever worked first time. Loading a game was a chore. It blew my mind. Little tear in my eye now thinking of how my late father and I would spend hours trying to get the beige-bastard to "play ball".

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    This is practically my story, too! I had a diskette drive, though, made all friends envious. And my father couldn't help me. Instead he confiscated the disk labeled "Sex Games" till I was old enough (read: smart enough to open his office drawer)...
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