I was eating with my friends in a restaurant one winter. In the middle of conversation, we saw a man run past the windows and fall into a hole that opened into the river (the restaurant was in Milwakee, next to the river).
He had been persued by the police. Apperantly he had snatched a purse or something. Anyway, the police couldn't find him, but they were told that he fell into the river. The paramedics came and found his body, though he had died from the cold.
I was sad afterwards. But death, no matter how horrible or tragic, happens every day. So, I just shrugged it off.
He had been persued by the police. Apperantly he had snatched a purse or something. Anyway, the police couldn't find him, but they were told that he fell into the river. The paramedics came and found his body, though he had died from the cold.
I was sad afterwards. But death, no matter how horrible or tragic, happens every day. So, I just shrugged it off.