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I’m considering going to see a neurologist when I get back into Toronto.

I’m also thinking that the people who helped me out in the 7-11 were really nice. They could easily have run off with my cash, my wallet, the two cameras in my backpack. They could have left me lying there. They could have just stared at me. But they didn’t, they helped me, they gave me my money and bank card and wallet, they didn’t go through my backpack. They were good.