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, lik…
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