And yet Mario's world is not that of the existentialist philosophers, random, absurd and unfathomable. It has principles that can be divined, laws that it will not arbitrarily break. It lacks all caprice, except what you introduce yourself. The only variable is Mario.
He is -- you are -- the one mutable factor in an otherwise fixed system, the one free will in an otherwise predetermined cosmos. The worlds through which he passes may run like well-oiled machines; Mario runs exuberantly, unpredictably -- like a human being.
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