I passed a group of teenagers, at least they looked like teenagers to me, while walking Cody over the SW Vista bridge. One of them was working on positioning a tripod to take a picture of the skyline. They were gone on my return home. However, what remained was a bouquet of roses on the ledge across the street and a few scattered buds on the side I was on. This is a bridge with several don’t jump, call 1-800 XXX signs so I assume a few have chosen to take their life and perhaps one of their friends.
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