For a lot of people, Comic-Con is completely incidental to why they come to Comic-Con. As a for instance, I ran into a guy while I was grabbing lunch today, and he and his friends had driven down from San Francisco, hoping to buy some badges on the spot. That is, of course, impossible in this era of gigantiCon, but they didn’t really mind, even though they got in at 3 a.m. last night and couldn’t really find anywhere to sleep. They were here to drink in the atmosphere and see if they could find some cool ...
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