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As I was perusing the diverse display of Buffy memorabilia, a Sunnydale cheerleader sidled up next to me. She was quite wide, and her hair was graying. Her wrinkled face smiled at me, “first BuffyCon?” she asked. I nodded and she chuckled. “Cordy!” she called over her shoulder, and very suddenly mum and I were surrounded by a gaggle of cheerleaders.