(cross-posted from The Ecstatic Truth)
another comic-con, another year of wandering the dealer’s room floor and forcing the strangest of strangers to bend to my camera’s will. previous years have afforded me much more time to chase people down and snap their photos without asking permission (it’s way more awkward this way, and thus how i of course choose to go about it), but even if you pop in to that gigantic hall for just a few minutes a con, you’re bound to see some… things. but like every SDCC, it’s the moments that would be improper to photograph that wind up being the best (and if the cookie monster getting violated is proper for public consumption, you can imagine what kind of stuff i had to leave to memory).
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