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I can still feel the burning in my shoulders from lugging that massive beige CRT monitor up the narrow staircase to Tom’s parents’ basement. Thirty-two pounds of pure gaming necessity, balanced precariously between my sweaty palms as I navigated each step with the caution of someone carrying nitroglycerin. One slip and there goes three months of lawn-mowing money. Behind me, Dave cursed as he struggled with his tower, a custom-built monstrosity he’d spent his entire…

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