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I was walking late at night and I took a shortcut through this dark path that came out at a school. When I came out of the path there was a man in like a squat with his elbows pushed into him crying with his hands and face against the brick wall. Walking about 15 feet behind him, I kept thinking "please don't turn around, please don't turn around" He wasn't just crying, he was moaning in between sobs and scratching the wall and it was just really bizarre.
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