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Do you even call it 'playing' anymore, or is it more like 'spectating with extra steps'? At this rate, you’re not even a player—you’re just a glorified cameraman for everyone else’s highlight reel.
And let's be real, how’s it feel knowing you can see through walls but still can’t see your own dignity?
Do you even call it 'playing' anymore, or is it more like 'spectating with extra steps'? At this rate, you’re not even a player—you’re just a glorified cameraman for everyone else’s highlight reel.
And let's be real, how’s it feel knowing you can see through walls but still can’t see your own dignity?
Do you even call it 'playing' anymore, or is it more like 'spectating with extra steps'? At this rate, you’re not even a player—you’re just a glorified cameraman for everyone else’s highlight reel.
And let's be real, how’s it feel knowing you can see through walls but still can’t see your own dignity?
Do you even call it 'playing' anymore, or is it more like 'spectating with extra steps'? At this rate, you’re not even a player—you’re just a glorified cameraman for everyone else’s highlight reel.
And let's be real, how’s it feel knowing you can see through walls but still can’t see your own dignity?