26 September 2006 | Vol. 6, No. 3
I Saw You
You were drinking water from the tap. As you spit into the basin, a woman came out of the stall. She pushed your head down, held it under the tap and said, "The sink isn't a fucking spittoon." Then she let go of your head and left the washroom. You threw up in the sink. I was pretending to dry my hands.