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O Great Porter Above, who treadeth the beach between life and game, hallowed be thy cargo. Bring unto us the bridge, that blessed strand between generations, let the PS5 descend like a cryptobiote from the heavens, white, sleek, emanating a Scottyrocker's glory.
O Sam, Saint of Solitude, deliver this prayer through the chiral network. Let fragile connections bind Sony’s mercy to your doorstep. May the preorder queue be broken, and may scalpers be cast into the tar pits of their own greed.
Guide this rocker through the timefall of despair. Wrap him in the warm embrace of a functioning fan and smooth framerate. Let him walk freely upon the beach of 4K resolution and directors cuts. And should his console never arrive, grant him the strength to endure - to deliver his hope, piece by piece, across this fractured world.
Amen.
