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Mothmen 1966 review – a journey to the wonderfully cursed early days of CGA gaming
Mothmen 1966 review – a journey to the wonderfully cursed early days of CGA gaming
The Mothman is my favourite cryptid. I am always willing to drop everything and make the case for him. I love the way Mothman wears the tattered grey shrouds of the most funereal of insects, and the way it offsets this with blazing red eyes. What does a Mothman smell like? The tomb, of course, and he is at home in forests, like Bigfoot, but also in the post-human spaces of abandoned factories and dried up industrial towns. Mothman seems drawn to the craters and wreckage of great dreams.
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