My Red Rusty Bridge

My Red Rusty Bridge

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On a cold night, he's standing on the edge of a bridge and looking straight down. What do you need in life to be happy? There's no real answer to that question. He could never name all the reason that got him here, but there's one thing he can say for sure: You can't feel more alive than one step away from death.
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"It's easier to show yourself to the world than hide your true self," I narrowed my eyes at the camera, and it seemed it was glaring back. If that's even possible. "So you find jumping off skyscrapers, bridges and high buildings is the solution to your depression?" "I do not have depression. This is simply for the thrill and adrenaline." An evil smirk crept it's way around my face. "That's why they call me The Not-So-Suicidal Jumper!"

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