I’ve been coughing and have been feeling weak since Sunday. I suspect some hyperactive kid laced the stair rail with some virus. I was actually conscious about touching the rails but I (being the old geezer that I am) figured I’d rather get sick than fall down the stairs. So, here I am sick as a refugee in a Sanctuary City. I should have washed my hands when I got to the top of the floor but I was already late.