Walk into a shop, look around-there’s an old lady napping in a chair. She wakes up and tells me to drink some OJ (I guess I’m getting blood drawn) Look at everything, suddenly a radio starts playing Rage and I realize it’s my phone connecting to a Bluetooth speaker. I try to turn it down.
Waiting to take my place in a memorial exhibit for a protest in Seattle. It has seats going down to the actual exhibit. I take a seat near the aisle, because it looks cramped.