Paradise Lanes

I was a little disappointed when I first walked in to Paradise Lanes, it’s pretty worn. But then I noticed the Formica finishes and magenta accents and realized that I had stepped through a portal into 1991. It was insane! There was a multicultural childrens’ birthday party, next to a stripclub-​type room, next to an area for non-​touchscreen video poker players. I assume the tape player broke because I didn’t hear Motownphilly, but I did hear «On the G!’ any number of times, which was pleasantly retro. I was reminded of the modern era only when I saw the flat screen scoreboards, but I was put at ease by the 8-​bit graphics and the information machine that let’s you add your name. The best part of going back to the future was being reminded of how frivolous we’ve become, what with our interest in sanitation and electronic mail.