On this, the dreariest of dreary Friday evenings, my body fatigued and my mind fried, there was simply no way that I was going to consume and analyse anything of deep significance. I was left with a choice to either take a day off or play DOG WOLVE, a game that is literally nothing but you smashing old televisions in a parking lot with a baseball bat for six minutes.
In retrospect, I made the right decision.