Where shall we begin? Let's begin with the sound of sirens of course. 7 August 2008 at 1:38pm I tracked down the ambulance at downtown Washington DC. It's purely basic instinct that I couldn't wait to see who's the patient this time. A couple minutes later the guy who appeared on the stretcher, had been accused by the shop owners nearby as a convict. They believed what we saw was bogus. Finally my dear, I'd met someone making sense in the capital.
