While playing through this second instalment of Simento Mori, an exploration into the limits and meaning of death in The Sims, I nearly swallowed a fly. I had casually taken a sip of my drink, only to feel the sensation of some foreign object (decidedly solid) making contact with the inside of my teeth. I had to extract its carcass from my mouth with my thumb and forefinger. I’m not sure I will ever be able to drink rosé again. This comical brush with death, drowning in pink wine — arguably, the most middle-class beverage to drown in — perfectly exemplifies how ludicrous the whole thing is. Welcome to Simento Mori.
Simento Mori is my experiment to let a neighbourhood waste away into nothingness. Here, we continue into part two. For those who want a refresher, check out part one here. Oh, and there’s spontaneous combustion in this one.
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