The scent of coin-op

Today I was walking along Courtenay Place and caught a scent that I hadn’t smelled in a long time. It brought back the strongest memories of old video arcades, Ghosts ‘n’ Goblins and pinball machines. It was like MAME had come to roost in my head for a moment.

When I tried to figure out what I was smelling, I realised it had come from the pokies machines in a pool hall that’d walked past. I still can’t pin down exactly what it was. Pine chipboard cabinets riddled with borer and marinated in tobacco smoke? Maybe I can just smell the coin-op?

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