Sunday is for the ultimate grind, and my recliner has officially claimed exclusive jurisdiction over my afternoon as I run Diablo II: Resurrected on the big screen. I’ve been clicking through Sanctuary since my high school days in 2003, and honestly, my due diligence in hunting for a Shako has never been higher. My back is way happier now than it was during those 1.09-era marathon sessions. It’s basically a legal necessity to skip the chores for a Holy Shield buff, and while I’m still waiting for a favorable ruling from the RNG gods on a Jah rune, this day is a total win. No objection here, just pure nostalgic chaos and a recliner that feels like a permanent +100 to my stamina bar.
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