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I ran downstairs to answer the doorbell and found a paramedic waiting, his ambulance on the road behind him with its engine still running.
“I’m sorry to bother you at this time of night." It was two o’clock in the morning. “But we were called to assist a gentleman standing on a bridge looking as though he was going to jump. He asked for you. Would you be willing to talk to him?”
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