I still remember the first time I booted up The Secret of Monkey Island. It was summer break, 1991, and I’d convinced my parents to splurge on this game I’d read about in a dog-eared copy of Computer Gaming World at my friend Tom’s house. The family Tandy was hardly a powerhouse, but when that Caribbean music kicked in and I saw Guybrush Threepwood—looking like he’d stepped out of a demented Disney movie—I was hooked.…
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