Blood on the Street
This is Saturday morning at about 7:30. I get to the 61 bus stop and I didn’t even pay attention that I was getting ready to step in it. There’s puddles… puddles! This person lost a lot of blood because it’s been almost ten hours and it’s still out in puddle. Somebody’s kid could have fallen in that, touched it, anything. I don’t think the cops were there, because I know they would have had yellow tape around it or something.