i drag myself slowly to the end of the week, hand over fist, my raiment torn and charred as though in some long-forgotten battle, grit soiling the tears running down my cheeks, i raise a grasping, shaking hand to you in supplication, and through the rattle and rasp you hear me whisper...

three *cough*

three.... hundred.... megabytes.

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@nicknicknicknick on one disc. on ONE CD DISK. you couldn’t get close to that on a floppy drive

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