Once, I went to get ice cream with a coworker. I was telling him about the day before, when I’d stepped out of the office and onto Market Street, a busy thoroughfare, to find an elderly man with long gray hair lying on the sidewalk, convulsing. So many passersby were just strolling past as...
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