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Sunday, August 13, 2000

Speaking of maternal instinct: About a year ago, in my search for the Conan the Barbarian game (of which I still haven't made it past the second quest - someone help me!) we came across something called Princess Maker. The point: raise the girl the gods have bestowed upon you from the age of 10 until 18. Send her to school, make her work, send her out adventuring, schmooze up to politicians... you can do it all. And then you see what sort of adult she becomes. It being an anime game and all, you can even make her work in a sleazy bar or strip joint, and she can become a concubine, or crime boss... or even an S&M queen!

My girls always turn into artsy types - writers, artists, dancers - usually get married but never have children. They have no maternal instinct, you see. Hah!

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