I agree with the PC and PS2 comment. A game only for Xbox is like reserved parking spaces. You're not allowed to get one unless you pay big, plus a car, and like a sore kid on a thursday night trying to snatch a chicken cutlet from the barbeque with his bare hands, grandmother watching, scolding with her dark eyes, you get slapped on the wrist everytime you change the license plate and chrome finish. Reserved parking spaces. The sweet smell of corruption. Bastards.
...erm....sorry. I've been reading and watching a lot of Noir lately. It's been affecting my life. Like a deadly paranah waiting in the murky depths of the freshwater lake for a drop of blood or any sign of human flesh to pounce on and tear away, like a carnival clown trying to tear the cotton candy off the stick with nothing but a snorkel and five Canadian coins, trotting along the dark and dismal twists and turns of circus Hell, alone and aware, ready to....
....ahem....sorry.
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