I have become a magpie.
More precisely, I've become some sort of hybrid creature blending the qualities of a magpie and an economist. I collect and I hoard, and what I collect and hoard are essentially numbers. Numbers of all sizes, in all sorts of combinations. When I find more numbers, larger numbers or unusual combinations of numbers then I add those to my collection, too.
I'm supposed to be a man who loves role-playing, someone with a great appreciation for world-building and storytelling and complexity of character, but I couldn't tell you a thing about the plot of Path of Exile, nor the names of any of the thousands of things I've killed in just this last week alone. I could tell you that, back home in my stash, I have a bow that fires arrows of ice (adding elemental damage), an old pair of boots that help me regenerate health and a massive sword that I can't even use with any of my characters, but which I still just had to have.
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More precisely, I've become some sort of hybrid creature blending the qualities of a magpie and an economist. I collect and I hoard, and what I collect and hoard are essentially numbers. Numbers of all sizes, in all sorts of combinations. When I find more numbers, larger numbers or unusual combinations of numbers then I add those to my collection, too.
I'm supposed to be a man who loves role-playing, someone with a great appreciation for world-building and storytelling and complexity of character, but I couldn't tell you a thing about the plot of Path of Exile, nor the names of any of the thousands of things I've killed in just this last week alone. I could tell you that, back home in my stash, I have a bow that fires arrows of ice (adding elemental damage), an old pair of boots that help me regenerate health and a massive sword that I can't even use with any of my characters, but which I still just had to have.
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