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One time I was eating in a sushi restaurant near Wall Street and a guy came into the restaurant covered in blood.
He was youngish, a finance-looking guy, wearing a dress shirt and dress pants. And, quite unusually, blood was dripping out of his nose and mouth and painting the front of him, eyebrows to bellybutton, like Bruce Willis in Pulp Fiction.
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