I didn't like Papers, Please.

I didn't like the job of checking people's papers.
I didn't like saying "Papers, please", "Next", and "Have your documents ready".
I didn't like cross referencing people's documents to confirm their ID.
I didn't like the constantly growing and changing rules for entry.
I didn't like how little I was paid for all the effort it took.
I didn't like that it made me rush and make mistakes.
I didn't like excessive penalties for making mistakes.
I didn't like how it caused me to ignore compassion.
I didn't like my co-workers, nor the fancy-hat people bossing me around.
I didn't like the deceit and guile, or wondering 'is this a friend or foe?'
I didn't like my family was forced to chose to forgo heat, food, or medicine.
I didn't like being forced to not support my niece.
I especially didn't like that my niece disappeared next day.
I didn't like it at all when they finally locked me up for being $5 short.

I didn't like anything about this game at all, except that it reminded me to fight to the death to make sure that sort of thing never comes into the real world.

As it turns out, that's the reminder that made the entire game perfect.