Yeah I heard that one's basically just a cash grab.

Honestly, that hits hard. I still have a few of those napkin setlists tucked in an old book somewhere. Tbh the digital ones feel like a menu now, but those stained paper scraps are the real receipt from the night. You could feel the room's energy just holding them. Ngl it makes me want to go dig mine out and remember what that felt like.

Doesn't this just mirror how everything is getting more complex and harder to fix?

Three hours is a solid fitting session. Did you keep the old extractor, or was it just too far gone? For checking tension without the gauge, the classic trick is to see if a loaded round can hang from the extractor hook without falling.

Honestly, I felt the same way for a long time. Seeing the new scans of those grocery lists and graffiti changed it for me. It's not just a ruin, it's a snapshot of real people.