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Remember the old Blogmocracy Rec Room?

I kinda miss it, even though it smelled of cigars, stale beer, cheap perfume mixed with fresh enamel and chlorine bleach wafting in from the restrooms down the hall on the left. There’s something about old aromas that triggers memories of long-gone fun. Remember when we used to play this over and over until we ran out of quarters? Or the time that [someone] threw the cue ball past the intersection on a dare? We had to play games of 14 ball for weeks.

Ahhh, man, those were some fun times on The Overnight Open Thread.