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>"I can barely remember when I got into this cesspit of a business. I think it was '93. Fuck it, was it '94? Can't even remember shit anymore. Back in the day Ishihara I were snorting cocain like the plant was going extinct.
>I don't remember exactly when. I just know it was two weeks away from Pokémon Green coming out or whatever the name of the game was."
>I was with Ishihara in a Shibuya apartment we had rented for cheap because it used to be some child porn studio that got busted. I remember Nintendo was pissed with us at the time because we had not sent them a beta test of the game and the launch was around the corner. Of course we didn't send them a beta, the only thing we had of the game was a 60 lines code script called 'New document'.txt. None of us knew how to code and we still don't bother.
>It was around 15 afternoon when the straw broke the camel's back. Ishihara and I were expecting a whore we had hired with the dev money we had scammed from Nintendo. So there I was, high out of my mind, when we hear a knock on the door. Fucking Ishihara goes all excited to open the door thinking it's the hooker, then two suits invade the studio and start chewing us out. One of them was a rich Tokyo Uni nerd who loved bug collecting as much as he loved his virginity, his name was Satoshi Tajiri. The other one was an old motherfucker with a mullet called Iwata, who just turned my coke table over, saw that we had spent a total of 20 (twenty) minutes in his Poké Man game and swore 'that as long as he lived, he'd make sure I'd not be allowed to direct a fucking school's play' and that I was the 'laziest motherfucker he has ever met in his life'.
>At this point we got into a shouting match and I was ready to land me some jail time again. I was high and had a Nambo under my couch, Ishihara recalled, and for much less I had used it in the past.
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