I'm at a Starbucks/Borders. Just now, a guy started seizing at the magazine racks. He fell to the floor and started shuddering. Classic Tonic-clonic seizure. A guy came over and shoved a baseball cap into his mouth and looked around for help. People stared. A few folks came over, kneeled down, and started petting him.
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The EMT crew came and stuck him on their stretcher. By this time he was fully conscious and was able to speak. I hope he likes talking, because he is going to have a lot of dumb questions to answer at the hospital.

After they left, I went over to see what magazine the seizure guy had been reading. It was a DC comic about the Green Lantern. The illustrations were dark and overtoned in sepia, a twisted 10 page story with a morbid theme. Ah shit. A bit of that guy's sputum had been sprayed on the cover. I tossed it in the trash.