Brian got his first comic book when he was five.
He traded it to another kid for two comic books.
Those two became three. Then five.
And he would use his allowance to buy comic books off of his friends.
He’d spend his lunch money on buying more comic books.
He did errands and chores. A paper route. Yard work.
Everything went to comic books.
Thousands and thousands of comic books.
Boxes filled the basement.
He sold them all, and that’s how he paid for college.
He’d never read any of them.
Just collected them up, and then sold them.