My friends and I rented out a storefront in a dying mall during the fall of 2017. We called it The Hang Zone. It lasted for 2 glorious months. This is our story...
First, we renovated the space. Look out Property Brothers, here comes a new team of hunky doers.
Then we hung the sign.
And then we started hanging with random shoppers (that bench was property of mall management – they weren't happy)
Oh yeah, a local sports radio station (The Ticket) hosted a show at the Hang Zone. We provided fruit and seating because we love our customers.
After 2 months, we had to say goodbye to the Hang Zone forever. I wore my "Big Buck Hunter" shirt that day because the only thing I like better than the Hang Zone is shootin' video game deer.
Gone. But not forgotten.