This is an appeal on arcades.
This has nothing to do with my life,
your life
or anything except arcades.
I love arcades, sincerely.
There are few places in the
world where one can gather
in a darkened room and play
games and be called creepy.
The weird carpeting
that is always either space-themed
or confetti-party themed.
Always black background to match the
weird state of half-light you
get in these places.
Arcades.
Often really just called
"ARCADE".
They are in malls,
they in tourist places
and they stand alone as well.
They are versatile things
that allow us to have fun.
Take a pocketful of quarters
and you can have a pretty good time
playing games.
I love the old, half-broken games,
the brightly-lit neon games.
I love the ecstatic feeling
of winning things
and playing skee ball.
The cheapy weird penny prizes
are wonderful,
I love the plastic novelties
and nostalgia.
There's just something
very charming to me
about arcades
and it saddens me that there isn't
one nearby.
Though I would always be broke
if there was.
I like the cheap feel they have,
and the crowd they attract
and the dark, cool air,
and the sounds of video games.
I really just love arcades.
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