The Last Pokemon GO Player: Echoes of a Glorious Past

[white text scrawls across a black screen] A wanderer of streets, a collector of kilometers. While the rest of the world has adapted to its post-Go reality, I still flinch every time I see someone in a red shirt. When approaching the local drugstore, I still find myself bracing for some 13-year old kid to yell “Get the fuck away from my gym” before two more come out from behind a dumpster and shriek “VALOR VALOR VALOR!” (true story). But these are merely echoes of the past… a flame with…