I'm not very motivated to write a story at the moment, but it seems it's expected here--here's my pinball centered story. I was born several decades ago. I played pinball several years after that life event. I recall experiencing enjoyment. I did not play pinball for many years. My dad bought a pinball machine he played before I was born. I played it. I built a MAME arcade. My dad bought a second pinball machine. I played that too. I played pinball at a local bar. It was fun. I bought a pinball machine and put it next to my MAME arcade. Unlike writing this dialogue, playing my machines and drinking beer with friends is fun.
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