I used to go to a computer club

I was one of "those" kids. This was during the height of the Commodore Amiga, the most beautiful piece of hardware I've ever owned. It was magical

Those computer clubs were on paper all about teaching, exchanging ideas, showing off hardware, etc

In reality, when you'd enter the room, there would be hundreds of Amiga computers running xcopy, copying one floppy disk after another. Everyone had their floppy boxes open, I had a few hundred 3.5" disks, in a Feib boxes. People would just walk by, rummage through my collection, take what they wanted to copy, and bring it all back later.

Everything was super respectful and so so so much fun. It was every last (or first?) Saturday of the month, and if look forward to it for weeks

Piracy was life at that time. I had no idea where to buy games, I barely realized that people would pay for software. I had zero money anyway, I would never buy anything because I didn't have the money

It was a magical time and I yearn for it

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