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My Chaotic GTA Journey
And the Jaw-Dropping Surprise That Brought It All Back
Saw the latest GTA 6 trailer? Oh. My. God.
I was never a gaming enthusiast. Never the kind who kept up with the latest releases, followed gaming channels, or debated graphics. But GTA? Oh, this is different.
Grand Theft Auto isn’t just a game for me. It is a memory.
Picture this — Countless years ago, my dad bought us our first computer, and got us some games.
We had no idea what missions meant or who the main character was. Did we care? Nope. We were in Vice City, baby!
My brother and I spent countless hours exploring the neon-lit streets of Vice City without reading any guides (we never did). It was chaos. It was fun. It was ours.
And then San Andreas. More chaos. More racing. More arguing over who gets to drive the next stolen car. We weren’t gamers. We were explorers. Clueless explorers with way too much time.
We were clueless about the story, the missions — we just roamed, explored, too young to understand things deeper.
