Making Venmonopoly

One of my fond memories of growing up in Puerto Rico, strangely enough, revolves around a six day game of Monopoly my family played during the candle lit aftermath of hurricane George. Without electricity, or any of the usual 90's distractions, what were we to do but spend evenings screaming at one another over fictional rent payments? Each turn was a grand deal making opportunity: we wanted to knock each other out of the game, of course, but doing so too soon would end the fun.

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