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Later that weekend, we stop at the bar at Rue 57. It's pretty crowded, but I move us to an empty spot near the end. I don't notice that the man next to us has his head on the bar. Courtney moves us away and explains that the guy just picked his head off the bar, turned to the side (away from us), and vomited onto the floor.


Non-plussed, he remains seated, as if nothing has happened. Later he walks on his tab, despite a bartender's too-late sprint to catch him.