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Anon dances with the devil in the pale moonlight
(sh.itjust.works)
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Back in Uni, we'd just do weekend-longs:)) We landed at that sweet spot where laptops were ok-ish enough to be able to run the LAN staples without combusting in a 20m² room with four beer-farty and sweaty people, on 40°C summer days.
We'd start off with some frags, run a couple of boardgames, fall asleep for a couple of hours, wake up, make coffee, start from the top! Pretty sweet experiences, Borderlands 2 is amazeballs when the entire team's in the room and wasted.
Edit: if we got lucky, we'd manage to corrupt one of our posh classmates who were renting. If not, we'd just alternate between hotboxes in the dorm:))