I was able to hang out with my best friend who lives in Japan and so many others through late night hours of anxiety as we all went through it. The squabbles with my fellow villagers and doing capitalism lite thanks to one island czar by way of Tom Nook, who with his Jimmy Buffett tropical vacation vibes made it easier to want to earn and spend bells. Did I need an brick pizza oven and a flatscreen in my Venetian maximalist cottage? Yes, obviously. I developed surprisingly endearing friendships...
