A week out, there are a few last-minute details to attend to – three additional arcade games are in transit, some familiar pizza art is waiting to be hung – but the transformation is essentially complete. Gone are the wooden benches that filled the room. Its dusty, old tap handles for Pliny the Elder, St. Bernardus, and the rest of the sacred cows have been unbolted from the ceiling beams and dispensed amongst staff. Some walls have been repainted vibrant chunks of burnt red and blue; another has been knocked down to make way for Skee-Ball tables – one of many games now occupying the room.
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