Walker Stalker Con Tips And My Experience
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So this is basically my experience at Walker Stalker Con London 2016. I thought I'd write it in case anyone is thinking about going and wanted to know what it was actually like before buying a ticket.
I'll also be giving tips to make your WSC experience better.
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