My pal D-Mac, writing for Philadelphia’s City Paper:

Those exhausted from talking sneakers slip off for smoke and 7-Eleven breaks. Others walk around the corner to an alley that’s functioning as the bathroom. I realize that I prefer camping out in Center City to camping out in the woods. It’s all downtime. It’s boring. But it’s also sort of a convention: 100-plus people in Center City overnight, rapping about sneakers for hours. Oddly, I’m enjoying it.