Marvin Garden
Last night I got my ass handed to me, again, in Monopoly. I don’t know where the book “The Monopoly Book” came from in the smattering of my books that I still have with me, but look forward in the days ahead to a full-scale review.
Once again, I shirked the civic responsibility of holding on to the railroads. The key factor came in my scrappy unwillingness to admit defeat (bankruptcy). I suspect I was breaking the rules. What I was doing was, at the beginning of each turn, and depending on where the other player was, I would mortgage properties, and put houses on the few properties I had that were ahead of other players on the board, in the hopes of increasing revenue.
Once they had passed those areas, I would remove (demolish) the properties, and repeat the process with other properties, ahead on the board.
I’ll be hosting Super Bowl L on Marvin Gardens. Of course I’ll have to put up a church in order to get a government grant.
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