“Might not feel like it, but these are your glory days. The salad years, y’know? Nothing is gonna beat who you are now. You can’t see all the fucked up shit that’s looming on the horizon. Enjoy this, dude. If this right now was all that there is, all the time, it’d be perfect.”
And then a moment later: “Trust me.”
So says an unnamed narrator at the end of the extended trailer for Grand Theft Auto VI that debuted this afternoon on Netflix. And the thing is: you believe him. Sort of. Do you trust him? Hell no. But maybe the guy has a point… right?
A game so long-awaited that the “long-awaited” cliché has long since stopped doing it justice, Grand…
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