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Insert Credit has this neat feature about replicating classic videogame sprite art into tangible bits using beads-as-pixels.

A member of Personal collections, and also a Toybox Tribe member shared a few more shots of their obsession-level collection. While that collection is replete with retro coolness, check out these killer toys at Kid Robot for a more modern sense of kewl. (Update: check the photography and goods at ToyBox DX as well!)

If you find yourself jonesing for any of the above, and then need to convince yourself that you're normal, really, not that bad at all, and the US$200 you spilt on anime DVDs last month is okay, just run a comparison of yourself with this crowd.

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