It's bittersweet, but it was time. The place had sunken to new lows of ratchet and reckless.

But we can still reminisce on the good ol' days because it was a spot that defined an era for so many folks.

And if you try to say it didn't, you lie.

Shit, I could write a chapter in a book about all the times I sonned Jannero Pargo at the door. One time I told him we don't let anyone in that averages single digits. Another time I think I gave him some drink tickets and told him I read about his contract and was probably gonna need them.

That place... it'll be missed.



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*RIP: John T. "220v" Richardson, Blessing Benson, and Dilla*