I used to think worn-out game boxes were just sad, like the cafe was too cheap to buy new ones. Then I played a beat-up copy of Catan at a hostel and saw a whole table of strangers laughing over missing pieces, and it clicked. A fresh box is just cardboard and plastic. A beat-up one has a history, and the taped corners are proof that people actually sat down and played together. That index card you found is basically a tiny piece of everyone who ever argued over wheat and sheep there. My local spot has a Risk board with a hand-drawn map on the back because someone got bored mid-game, and it's honestly the best part of the whole shelf.

Rename things as you touch them instead of doing one big pass.

Why risk a client's board to save ten seconds? Power down, unplug, touch the frame. That's the whole rule. A wrist strap is cheap and takes two seconds to clip on, so there's no excuse. I've seen enough dead boards from lazy techs to know better now.