You’re late! You tried for years to get people interested, and you finally found a third player for your favorite game, but you’re running late to meet her. You crash through the doors to the saloon, letting them slam shut behind you as a worn bungee cord pulls them back into their frames. You approach the counter, your laptop feeling like an anachronism in the old-timey saloon that hasn’t changed in the past century.

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