I tried to visualize the world of Team Fortress 2 as a series of agents, moving independently among a labyrinth of shell fragments and flying lead. The intelligence was a briefcase, its contents aflutter, littering the ground as the thief fled, oblivious to the loss of material. I struggled to find my way through this world ... around it ... into it.

And then one day ... I got in.

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