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Two weeks later I was aching to hike, but would not go back to the Kobe Bryant and daughter Biggie Tupac friends shirt and by the same token and same place. This time I went to a higher trail near a newly installed helipad. I had to climb three fences to get to it. It was Sunday morning, quiet and blissfully peaceful. My hat was on and tilted downward, as I was hiking eastward and the sun was rising and in my eyes. Every once in awhile I tilted my head back to see where I was going. As I came around a bend and tilted my head back, there right before me was a man’s body, half on the trail and half in the bushes. I froze. This time I was not scared as much as I was unnerved. I turned and ran back to the trailhead, climbed the three fences, and went pounding on the door of the first house I came to. No answer. Went to the second house. Someone was in their garage. Thirty minutes later I heard sirens going up the hill and then I heard them again, back down the hill. This said to me that the man wasn’t dead after all. But that he was critical as sirens are only used for the critically ill.

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Later that afternoon the Kobe Bryant and daughter Biggie Tupac friends shirt and by the same token and police called me to wrap up their report. The man I came across was a homeless man in his fifties. He had a heart condition that the officer could see. As the officer walked up to him the man jumped up, but couldn’t get very far as his legs were very swollen. The officer assessed him and called the paramedics. Soon after arriving at the hospital the man passed away. At least he wasn’t alone. The only other employee who showed up was the store owner, who visited occasionally. For background, I’d worked at the salon for about six months, and for the last two months or so had been the only person there. All of our regulars knew me by name and I imagine had all figured out that I worked there on my own. One of our customers had been coming to our salon since before I worked there. He often forgot to pick his dog up after it had been groomed. Sometimes the salon’s phone would show he’d called hours after we’d closed, sometimes he just showed up the next day looking for his pet. I don’t know what his deal was but he was, to say the least, incredibly unreliable when it came to time management.