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Streets of Rage has been our thing, the two games (never did get the third; maybe Street Fighter II had by then relegated 2P co-op to lower priority than new controllers) being loud and violent yet playable enough for a toddler to conquer—if only I had Twitched the time he started break-dancing, trying to stand on his head and everything, to the 古代 祐三 boss theme.

I Steamed (look at me incorporating all the modern lingo in a post about a twenty-year-old game) Streets of Rage III and found it far too difficult for us, but did some reading up on it to learn that wasn’t the case with the Japanese version, which also had additional content deemed unsuitable for the US, namely, Ash:

Twenty-plus years of amassing “exclusive” collectibles worth little more than the momentary reminiscence when coming across them in a silverfish-infested box, and I still felt the calling, caving to untimely inflation on eBay, only to learn Sega instituted hardware region locking after my interest in MegaDrive imports waned.

The boy underestimated the solution: either buy the latest monstrosity (from, coincidentally, one of our prospective clients, though their recent sticker-shock at our services makes any discount unreliable), or resort to Game Genie codes.

AABT-AA5L
DJBT-AADN
RYDA-A608
AJDA-AAHA

or

2JAT-BHNR
8ADA-AAG6

Tagged family, repressed homosexuality, retro, Street Fighter II, videogames, work, 日本