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... melled like slightly burnt microwave popcorn and dry erase markers. Folding tables had been pushed against the walls, scattered with manga volumes, snack bags, and a small collection of figures still in their boxes.
I stood in the doorway wearing my rush order from a seamstress that looked like she would rather be sewing pillowcases for pennies on the dollar the entire time. Such a sour look that I just had to sit there and watch her work the whole evening.
Spending that night in ...
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