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| - My only complaint about this place is that they NEVER open on time. One time I psyched myself up and I was like, "Okay, Sunday... I'm buying a comic," and they opened like an hour late. I assumed they were out of business so I went home and I was going to call and see if I got a message that said they were sorry, but unfortunately closed due to blah blah blah. Someone answered, to my shock, so I biked my ass down there and finally got me some comics.
It's not that big of a deal because I'm lazy too. I know how it goes. Plus, Casey Moore's is right there. I used my idle time to have a couple beers.
It's a cool place. If you don't know what to get, ask the dude working at the register what you're into and you'll leave the store with an obscure comic you've never heard of but in the end are glad you finally learned about it.
I bought two comics... one, a comedic, indie masterpiece called The Fart Party, which I thought was the FRAT Party until I got home. I'm glad it's fart because I don't like frats much, but farting is normal, human and appeals to my inner immaturity. The second comic I bought was called Dogs & Water which is a surreal journey into I don't even know what the fuck. It was awesome, though.
It's great to browse, too. I used to be a huge Spider-Man fan when I was in my youth and spent a good hour looking at Spider-Man comics and parts of an incomplete series I had when I was like twelve. So good. I'm going to be back and, by God, I'm gonna get me some Spider-Man comics.
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