He stood there in tenny runners, but not the cool ones--the therapeutic kind--khaki shorts, a t-shirt emblazoned with "drink beer," and thick horn-rimmed glasses that were joined to his head by a neoprene frog. Yesterday's paper, folded into quarters, was pressed unusually close to his face while he examined the funnies. Around the wrist holding the paper was a bright, neon-green band expounding "Comic-Con Seattle 2009." On the other was a thick, square, dark metallic "Batman Forever" wrist watch.
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