Touched Becometh Toucher

Some heavy-breathing guy called Matt reached out from behind and below and touched us. He offered no candy from his van but did ramble on about a 1-2-3 Meme in motion. The meme and its rules:

• Pick up the nearest book ( of at least 123 pages).
• Open the book to page 123.
• Find the fifth sentence.
• Post the next three sentences.
• Tag five people.

Overcoming certain challenges (We own few books. Those we do possess often have far fewer than 123 pages. Almost all of our books are rather picture heavy. What little text does exist is most often not in English.), I give you our snotty contribution:

Some years ago a dentist asked me to see a patient who had already consulted half a dozen of his colleagues in an attempt to rid herself of a mouth odor only she could perceive. Claiming with great intensity that her breath smelled like "dragon dung" she had avoided people for over a year rather than be summarily rejected by them. I knew that epileptic seizures involving the uncus, the tip of the temporal lobes of the brain (these are called "uncinate fits") typically involve the illusion of odor, but this seemed different in that the offending smell was constant rather than episodic and for some years she had been taking the antihypertensive drug reserpine, which will often give people a sense of being guilty about something or even produce full-fledged depression.

And now we touch untouched other:
Antoine
Minstrel Boy
Stephen Soldz
One of our Roguelies
Professor Douglas
...and Napa Valley Steve for a mold breaking six.