Many years ago I was a YuGiOh player, a mix of someone who likes to collect cards + play a few matches against friends and all, never a sweaty (no pun inteded) tryhard who plays only meta decks, I’m a romantic who plays Red-Eyes B. Dragon decks as if it was 2006.
So I went to a card shop with two friends that I’ve never been in to trade some cards and maybe get a game in. The shop was small, it had no windows apart from the main entrance. Only a fan was there to move air around. Then it began to fill with people, and the odor was insufferable. I just couldn’t stand it, the air was dense, the odor was intense, it all smelled like fart and people who did NOT clean themselves. It was suffocating for real, I had to leave. Me and my two friends were probably the only people in that place who took a bath, christ. Never again I set foot inside a card shop.
Every time I look at my folder filled with cards I remember that foul stench.
Many years ago I was a YuGiOh player, a mix of someone who likes to collect cards + play a few matches against friends and all, never a sweaty (no pun inteded) tryhard who plays only meta decks, I’m a romantic who plays Red-Eyes B. Dragon decks as if it was 2006.
So I went to a card shop with two friends that I’ve never been in to trade some cards and maybe get a game in. The shop was small, it had no windows apart from the main entrance. Only a fan was there to move air around. Then it began to fill with people, and the odor was insufferable. I just couldn’t stand it, the air was dense, the odor was intense, it all smelled like fart and people who did NOT clean themselves. It was suffocating for real, I had to leave. Me and my two friends were probably the only people in that place who took a bath, christ. Never again I set foot inside a card shop.
Every time I look at my folder filled with cards I remember that foul stench.