Scorsese gangster second act, "to the moon!", hunger, hunger, hunger, hunger, hunger, and so on and so on and so...

every in-game storefront pales in comparison; games, card games, dopamine, collecting etc. are not inherent human "evils" or whatever, but "Balatro" has reduced the lost-in-sauce into a black hole demi-glace, energydrink syrup speedrunning thru the soul into glutamatergic kidney stones. Maybe it's naive of me to say, but i feel like the devs are at least aware of whats being constructed here. At least im not overspending money on keys and tie-in hats on this one.
a turn-based diablo (II) itch; wipe off all of the clown make-up and left are bets on houses of cards inside houses of cards. Interlinked.

build a casino and declare it a fate of nature. one more. one more.