A favorite place, how could I have a favorite place when so many places have so many bad memories. I think the only place where I don't really have any bad memories, is my very own oasis, down some dodgy stairs, through a hole in a cement wall and through a back door, and into a whole nother world. Shelves of games, sleeves, and cases for cards that never seem to end. In a back corner there's a small section surrounded by counters were I can get bottomless tea, coffee, any drink I want. There's booths with games setup , some i've never hears of while others are oh so familiar,... and the people there are all so different yet similar at the same time , after all this is their oasis as well, this tucked away corner of the world may be in a dodge part of town but it might have to be my favorite place , the people there are accepting and kind , all of us have some amount of nerdy geekiness inside of us but nobody cares after all, that is why were there. It's our safe haven, our secret hideout, my oasis