

Been there and there’s a nice path for walking that goes along the tracks for a long way. And it has viewpoints. It’s actually even cooler than being in the little wagons, because you see them all pass by and get to stop at all the scenic bits.


Been there and there’s a nice path for walking that goes along the tracks for a long way. And it has viewpoints. It’s actually even cooler than being in the little wagons, because you see them all pass by and get to stop at all the scenic bits.


Stretched out over a couple of years, with about 10% of game time actually spent on progressing the main story, it’s not that bad ☺️
I loved loafing around, really.


Absolutely loved rdr2. It’s a gem. I played story mode three times and I love it to death.
If only rdr2 online wasn’t the pvp obnoxious pay-to-win microtransaction-riddled cesspit that it is, I’d still be playing that now.


I started to really feel I was doing alright in my late twenties. Got less selfish, learned to accept my flaws, own my mistakes and be less of a dick. I learned to just bluntly admit that I don’t know certain things. Got even less competitive. And started to enjoy just listening to people. Worked wonders for my self-esteem. And it made me A LOT more likeable to be around.


I can’t do any of the stuff you mentioned. I’m here because I hate traditional social media that are not social at all. And I hate ads. And have an interest in community driven stuff and DIY.
And I don’t feel like I am alone here.
I’m fine with it if women are allowed to be polygamous as well.
Ah, a proper name for a true barbarian.