When Wil Wheaton came on stage, rapturous applause filled the hall. I may have clapped, I honestly don’t remember. What I do remember is thinking “That man has kissed Ashley Judd. I must have his lips.”
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Marco Boncordo, from Melbourne, used to work in the city eight years ago. Back then, on Orr Street, there was an incredible piece of grafitti art featuring all of SEGA’s popular mascots. Now, as Alex Kidd is all alone on a bleached white wall, almost as if everyone else from his time has left him, moving on to bigger and better things, as he remains, frozen in time, on a wall in Carlton. Sob.
Last June, 19-year-old David Rowntree grabbed a sawed-off shotgun and went on a two-day criminal rampage, stealing two cars and committing multiple burglaries. Now Rowntree tells a Melbourne court that he felt like a computer game hero.