Originally posted by Rubyretro
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I mean, I'm as likely to not get involved as the next guy. My apartment manager died sitting upright on the half wall surrounding the pool. Now I didn't know the guy at all, just on sight, and I was late for work. And in fact, I had half convinced myself he was not in fact dead, since he was still sitting upright. And there was a minute when I debated making it someone else's problem, but in the end, it was just too damn creepy for me to not call 911. And he didn't have innards flung about. And I had this weird vision of everyone who passed him not getting involved, and then I would have to come home with him just sitting there dead with a burned out cigarette still clenched in his lips. I wouldn't have been able to think of anything else all day. It was like Curly in City Slickers.
I mean, obviously people who were not supposed to be in that yard were in fact in that yard. Annie Chapman for example. I just can't think of anyone who would be there at 5:30 in the morning who didn't live there.
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