Yesterday I installed an old Half-Life copy out of curiosity. Within minutes I felt this warm, almost cozy nostalgia even though the models are blocky and the AI is clumsy. My younger brother walked in, took one glance, and laughed, “How can you stand those graphics?” It made me think maybe nostalgia masks flaws. But sometimes I swear the older design just feels better, like comfort food for the brain. Do we keep loving old games because they’re truly good, or because our memories wrap them in rose-tinted light?



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