Thanks to my more-frequent-than-normal colds, I've accrued quite a stash of medicine I don't understand. Mired in mucus and barely able to stand, procuring this medicine involves going to the pharmacy window (they keep all useful medicine behind the counter) and mimicking my symptoms to the non-English-speaking pharmacist in front of a long line of people. Demonstrating the difference between a dry cough and a hacking cough is quite the undertaking.
And there's always a line.
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