'He looks across the room at her. An 8bit face on a 2bit body. Like himself, she is a collection of blocks of colour masquerading as something else entirely. Pinks and reds assemble into a dress, indeterminate skin tones approximate a face. Theirs is a world of easy money and mushroom-shaped people, of wayward turtles and fire flowers, of piranha plants and the pipes they call home. She is a princess, he is a plumber, this is their story...'
An ongoing indictment of the internet in blog form.