"Walking down the southern end of Mott Street — a stretch lined with cheap-toy traps and Chinese restaurants of varying quality — is a fairly unremarkable experience until the sidewalk is suddenly packed with grungy and very loud teenagers and young adults loitering in front of a prominent 'No Loitering' sign." ... Story continues here: A Place Where Ms. Pac-Man Still Has A Home (NY Times)
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I can remember a class trip to Chinatown when I was a little kid where we were all super excited to play tic-tac-toe against the chickens... It was all fun and games until one of my classmates decided it would be more fun to put gum in my big, curly, head-of-hair.
Also, if I remember correctly, the 'dancing chickens' only danced due to being zapped by an electric plate underneath 'em... How this existed for as long as it did without the city shutting it down is beyond me!
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