Exactly. If people missed playing those games so much, they'd be playing those games. NES games are trivial to emulate.
And this is the ultimate in survivorship bias. Super Mario 3 is often touted as the best game of an entire generation. There are a lot of mediocre NES games.
If they're anything like the ones in Korea, they hire someone to be there during busy times, and whenever someone wants to cross, the person steps out with the flag and stops traffic. Usually in school zones.
In university, I got a summer job as the single caretaker of a ~200 year-old church. I did everything from plastering the cracks in the walls to mowing the lawn. Anyhow, I also had to clean out the old coal bin. There wasn't much left, but there was some. I also found newspapers from 1914 lining the bottom. That was pretty cool. There were no services there anymore, (no electricity or running water, either) so I was alone for 8 hours a day. I managed to read War and Peace at work that summer (I picked it because it was notoriously long, and I had so much down time when there wasn't grass to be cut.) As far as minimum wage jobs go, it was pretty great. It was also a huge turn on for my girlfriend at the time who would visit in the afternoons sometimes. Haha!
My aging work PC (Xeon E3 1230V2) regularly stops booting, and this works for me. It had 16gb of memory, but I had to throw out one of the sticks. The other thing that gets it working again sometimes is tightening or loosening the CPU cooler screws. Thankfully, it's old enough to still do the BIOs beep codes which tipped me off to the tightening the CPU fix. I've got some newer parts lying around (an AMD 2600x and 16gb of DD4) I'll turn into a full PC when it finally dies, but for now it just keeps going and going.
I remember I'd been playing guitar for about five years or something and thought I was getting pretty good when I met this kid who was 16 (the same age I started) who'd been playing for six months and was so much better at it than I was, it was scary. That was 23 years ago, and I might be as good as he was now. I'd like to say it never bothered me, but I still remember it.
It was a huge collection of free guitar tablature. Mostly txt files cobbled together by enthusiasts. The first time I used it, it was only an FTP server. It was rough, sure, but it beat the snot out of the ad-riddled, subscription models we have today. There was a version of Time in a Bottle that I learned half of twenty five years ago and I have never managed to find the rest. It drives me crazy because it was a really good version. Someone had put the two guitar parts together to make a better sounding, hard-as-fuck to play single guitar version. Every version on the Internet now is some dumbed down PoS, or the OG that needs two guitars.
An ex and I were on an hour-long bus trip to the next city over where we lived in Korea. The subject of there being a subway in said city came up, and I insisted there was not. She insisted that she saw one there once. I further insisted that there was no way the city was big enough to have a subway. It got quite heated. Anger. Hurt feelings.
She was talking about the sandwich restaurant, I was talking about underground trains. We were both right.
This is worse than when I found out the blobfish is just a normal-ass fish that usually lives under lots of water pressure and had just inflated from the lack of it.
I bounced around a few different distros about twenty years ago. OpenSuse, Mint, and Ubuntu. I settled on Ubuntu (6.0X I think) because the others had a lot of trouble with hardware in my Korean laptop at the time. Ubuntu was the only one that had the track pad working right away, and also the only one I managed to get Korean keyboard input working in. I never did get the webcam working in any of them. I used Ubuntu in some form or another up until a few months ago when I switched to Mint. Largely because of Lemmy.
Never thought I'd take the side of an insurance company.