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 plopped down next to Martin, rubbed her sore butt, and said, "You don't have ** for medical insurance, I can't afford to take you to a real clinic. Bill used to live on this street, he never charged us for seeing him.","Damn it!" Martin groaned, a headache coming on. Hell's own poor souls, afflicted with incurable diseases.。