I'm sure they're all meant
as acts of love towards Nintendo, but they tend to come across as «hey guys, look at what Nintendo games could look like if they actually made games that belong in this generation».
However, some women (especially those with a new baby) view
it as an act of love towards themselves, as a treat to have 5 minutes to care for themselves.
But
as the pages turn, the revelation comes, and the fearful odyssey
of a midget in a full - sized world rings increasingly true
as the perfect expression
of what every human being — regardless
of size — feels throughout life,
as both child and adult: that the world does not fit, that we were not meant for it, that every
act of love we tender
towards the world is met with misunderstanding and rebuff.