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Rain lashed against my apartment windows at 3 AM, insomnia gnawing at me like a persistent mechanical whine. I'd deleted three driving games that week - their sterile asphalt and forgiving physics felt like playing with toy cars in a bathtub. That's when I stumbled upon it: a digital beast promising muddy authenticity. My thumb hesitated over the download button, skepticism warring with desperation for something raw.

Rain lashed against the train windows as I swiped past another forgettable match-three puzzle, the fluorescent lights humming overhead. That's when Sam slid his phone across the sticky table - "Try this instead" - and my thumb landed on Endless Grades: Pixel Saga. Within seconds, chiptune melodies dissolved the commute's gloom, those 8-bit sprites triggering visceral memories of trading Pokémon cards under oak trees. But nostalgia alone doesn't explain why my lunch breaks now vanish into frenzie

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