The Delicious Sausage of Tarkov: A Survival Guide and Cultural Icon
Introduction The red dust swirled around my boots, the sound of distant gunfire echoing through the dilapidated buildings of Customs. My stomach rumbled, a grim reminder that even in the hyper-realistic hellscape of Escape from Tarkov, basic human needs persist. My health was critical, my energy depleted. I was about to be another statistic. Then,…