I was waiting for a bus yesterday evening (and failing to get any since London + Rain = Crammed Buses) when I noticed a guy looking at me. Eventually he got close and explained that he needed to catch a bus or cab to Homerton Hospital. Then he produced his pièce de résistance: a giant gaping wound on his forearm beside what looked like a
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