Saturday, June 11, 2005
clevescene.com: "Her children stared at his brains, which oozed into the spikes of green and yellow grass. More neighbors gathered. Then the police. An hour or so later, the body was carted away.
Shreve knew the routine. After all, she lives beneath the suicide bridge.
Since its construction in 1981, the Y-Bridge has served as the launch site for 43 suicides and countless more attempts.
But unlike most bridges that seduce jumpers, the bodies here don't fall into rivers, lakes, or forests. They fall onto buildings and houses, and into backyards, like some weird, ominous plague."
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