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Three Goth friends meet on the streets of Portland. the short scrappy Goth says “hi Rebecca” and the tall willowy Goth says “Jen glad you could make it. Did you get your tickets?” The two friends walk up some stairs. the scrappy short Goth says “barely! I fucking hate these online ticket companies!” the short Goth pays at the ticket counter with her phone. She says to her friend “why can’t we just walk up and pay at the door with sweaty boob money like we used to?” Then the last panel the ticket taker looks at the guilty Goth girl and says “please no.”