This weekend I took part in a Pokemon Go Safari Zone event for the first time. I’ve been playing the game pretty constantly since its launch five years ago, drifting in and out of love with it as I vary between casually opening it at home to check on nearby ‘mons and doing 10km walks each day to sweep for candy, hit up stops, and catch eggs.
I’m not the world’s best PoGo player, but I’m no spring Torchic either. Playing a remote Safari Zone, it feels like the game’s future, yet it also feels
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