Before building a 5 star hotel in Canada, I took a short trip to Malaysa to take a peak at some 5 stars. Unfortunately while I was walking from my horrible parking spot to the mid valley megamall (Why do all these places have western names?). I was reportedly run down by a taxi driver that was a few sandwiches short of a picnic. I woke up some months later, luckily back in Toronto!!! I wouldn't have wanted to be in a coma for a quarter of a year in that hole, I'm a truely lucky fellow. I'm not as spry as I once was, but I suspect I'll be limber and nimble again after a few more months...
They never found the taxi driver.
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