Get ready for some Commerce Conflict.
Back in the early ’90s, when I would have been around 12 or 13, I recall my older sister taking me to a somewhat dubious house in a rather run-down part of a local city. I can’t even recall why we were there, but one of the occupants fascinated me because his room seemed to be filled with nothing but failed technology.
His pride and joy was a Commodore CDTV—plugged into a giant CRT and playing Psygnosis’ Planetside demo—but his latest purchase was a Barcode Battler, which he gushed about endlessly. How he gained the funds in order to purchase all of this gear, I’m not sure (and I probably wouldn’t have wanted to find out at the time), but he made quite the impression on my young and developing mind for precisely the wrong reasons.
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Get ready for some Commerce Conflict.
Back in the early ’90s, when I would have been around 12 or 13, I recall my older sister taking me to a somewhat dubious house in a rather run-down part of a local city. I can’t even recall why we were there, but one of the occupants fascinated me because his room seemed to be filled with nothing but failed technology.
His pride and joy was a Commodore CDTV—plugged into a giant CRT and playing Psygnosis’ Planetside demo—but his latest purchase was a Barcode Battler, which he gushed about endlessly. How he gained the funds in order to purchase all of this gear, I’m not sure (and I probably wouldn’t have wanted to find out at the time), but he made quite the impression on my young and developing mind for precisely the wrong reasons.
Read the full article on timeextension.com