Before I woke, had a compellingly lucid dream in which I watched Downey-Holmes & Law-Watson infiltrate a private club / cult of adults addicted to role-playing... street urchins? The vibe is offputtingly infantile.
While there, Downey-Holmes invents the first game console, a baffling affair with a pair of discus-sized, pneumatic 'paddles' you stand on, leaning in the direction you desire your gaslight avatar to go.
Guess I should return to reading Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, what?
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That is absolutely amazing! You ever consider writing a sherlock story?
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