There was a moment where I rambled about lost husbands and cockatoos outside of a bookstore to a working class woman. I hugged her, and just held on for the sake of the working class. I was so touched by this moment, it was so special.

About a dozen hours later I found a dead man on a board walk. Even later I came to an apartment to tell the man's widow of his passing. It was the same woman I hugged before. Her husband was missing. I stammered over my words, I couldn't keep my composure. Kim took the lead, understanding like he always does. I thought the first moment is what made Disco Elysium special. Well, it is. But this moment is what made Disco Elysium really special. Not for the callback to a random nice interaction that makes your heart sink, but how real it felt having to deal with that. An experience like no other if you're willing to give it your time and your heart.