Martin sat on the sofa, dust dancing in the air made his nose itch, a sneeze about to erupt was thwarted by something hard poking his bottom.,Martin, the owner of a good wine bar, was celebrating wildly with people. After drinking several self-made cocktails, he fell asleep headfirst in two giant balloons. It is possible that respiratory distress caused the tragedy.,Elena stood tall, her bleached-blonde hoodie stretched to comical heights: "Good. Get a job. I don't want to feed you slackers another week. I have two little kids to raise, and can't afford to keep you."。