I’ll share this place with you, but you’d better be ready to worship these waxy floorboards, see the sacred in that pool of spilled cola (off-brand is best), and clasp your sweaty hands in prayer—not palm-to-palm, but onto the flipper buttons of this pinball machine. Join me in exaltation as this makeshift chapel fills with the chirping chorus of curse words from the novice and the blessed clangs of the high scorer, both equal in the ears of the arcade devotee.
Fragrance Notes
Spilled lime cola, high score bells and chimes, patchouli, sparkling metal, waxy cedarwood flooring
