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Witness this videogame cover from way back in the day. Its too real, too authentic, too legit to quit even. It's the reality of street life as filtered through some sanitised early 90's daytime television drama and then plastered all over a videogame box in the hope it will overwhelm its audience with its sheer grit.

It's got gangs! It's got turf! It's got your standard early 90's street fashions as modelled in all Hollywood had to offer back then. It's got everything bro. We may have an undiscovered classic on our hands here peeps. A diamond in the rough. An alpha bro amongst the bro's, bro's! Man this blog entry contains too much bro! I best dial it down.

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