The guy who lives across the street from me died today.
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The Ambulance, Fire Engine and Patrol car charged up to his address and the Emergency Workers rushed in with equipment and a stretcher, but then they strolled out and leisurely repacked the stuff into their vehicles.
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After a while, the Emergency Vehicles drove off and a Funeral Hearst with suited undertakers took the curbside place. Then, a gurney with a quilted covering was lifted out of the house by the funeral parlor staffers.
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So that was it.
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I didn't know the guy, and wouldn't recognize him if I bumped into him on the Town Hall staircase. But I still felt bad. The processing of the event... by professionals who live their lives in this situation..... seemed depressing. It should be more eventful when you die.... not a daily set of routines.
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