That’s why we don’t just need a bailout. We need a reboot. We need a build out. We need a buildup. We need a national makeover.

When one of the daily robberies ends with him accidentally merking the robber (a real player, which the NPCs aren’t supposed to be able to attack), Guy gets his hands on the victim’s sunglasses—a pair of eyewear that allows him to see, like “Rowdy” Roddy Piper in They Live, the secret messages (and, in this case, powerups and side missions and stats) scattered across his world.

We'll have dinner at seven o'clockish, depending on how soon Keith arrives.

The inhabitants, also, of Ur had fallen into polytheism, or, if we may so speak, allotheism, the worship of other gods.