I don’t remember the level of Banjo-Kazooie we played, or for how long we lasted. We were going to make this adorable, dumb-looking bear run around, just like the people who were playing before us. I grasped the N64 controller underneath it knowingly, left thumb on the joystick, right thumb on the A button. But we had interest, and our eyes were huge as we stared up at a display that seemed to have the biggest TV ever created. We’d always flocked to it, despite having no games and no consoles. We were standing in a Toys R Us, the games section, my sister and me. I’m not sure how old I was when I first held a Nintendo 64 controller.
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