It's been one nearly one year since I've been to a convention, and while last year's Otakon had highs (I had so much fun cosplaying with Rosa, gossiping with Lionel and meeting new people) it also had lows (my huge engineered boobs created the mythical "boob sweat" that I had, until then, only heard of), and, in true Otakon fashion, abyssal pits of
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