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[beatoftheworld]

At a table near the middle of the bar there sits a man with a board game, sorting pieces into the two depressions on the tray in front of him--all the white sides, oddly enough, are scratched so he can tell the difference in colors. Once he's got the board set up he seems to sit back and study it for a minute, and snags a passing waitrat.

Anyone's welcome to sit down and play him.

[tiny tag: Jacob]