In summer 2003, my mom, my cousin, and I took a trip to the local mall. My mom split off to do her own shopping for a bit, and my cousin and I were left to our own devices. Our mall routine had been all but perfected by that time—a stop in EB Games, an unsupervised trip to the forbidden Spencer Gifts, and countless time wandering the fruitful aisles of KB Toys (rest in peace, my sweet prince).
Doctor Doom
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