The town square used to be the place where the community came together.
That little patch of real estate where the derring-do’s of the past days were rehashed, where grandpas watched grandkids, where parents held hands, and vendors let you taste the wonders of the culinary world.
Much like the gymnasiums of old they were.
You could eat anything and say anything, as long as you kept it off the floor.
You could watch heroes save the day and many times those heroes were related to you or someone you knew or were someone you wanted to be like.