![]() ![]() I told as many people as would listen, hoping that their reactions might give me a clue for how I was supposed to feel, but nobody knew what to say. I came home from visiting them and just carried on as normal. Our little brother carried around a pillow from my mother’s bed. My teenage sister cried down the phone when she told me the news. I wasn’t sure what was supposed to happen to me, but surely it wasn’t nothing? But on a higher level, I watched myself fail to react and I felt disjointed. I wasn’t sad, and given that I’d already left home, my day-to-day life didn’t change at all. When my mother went to prison, I was at a loss. ![]() Certainly not for that good old-fashioned, escapist fun. From morbid curiosity, perhaps, or for a unique way to learn something. It’s the kind of game you wonder why anyone would play. But thematically, of course, it’s the dark side of adult, covering a range of prison-related topics from drug smuggling to the death sentence. Its big fonts and colourful, cartoony characters make it look like the kind of game you might let your kids play. Prison Architect is built on a juxtaposition. ![]()
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