I was in a store that closely resembled I., on Jean-Talon street. An Asian woman in her sixties stood behind the counter. I suddenly decided that I'd be more comfortable if I lied down on one of the CD racks, and did just that. Moments later, the voice of a man caught my attention: he was at the end of the alley and read some Captain America comics – in fact, he was actually wearing the Captain America costume. As I got closer to him, he started reading love-related passages and tears were rushing down his face...
