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A scene keeps playing in my head. Over and over again.A man is riding his bicycle. He crosses the street and starts weaving right to left. He hits a pole and falls down. Head first on the street. He isn't moving. I get off my bike and run towards him. Blood is gushing from his head. He's still not moving. I turn him around and talk to him. No response. I gently nudge him. I hear him breathing. While helping him I signal cars passing by. A lady stands next to me, she's calling an ambulance. More people arrive. We're creating shade and try to stop the bleeding. The man starts to ramble. We comfort him and tell him to keep lying down. Police arrive. So does the ambulance, eventually. They patch him up and escort him to the hospital. We all leave the scene.This is not coming from a movie or a dream.This happened yesterday when I returned home from work. Right in front of me, with me being the first to arrive at the scene. It was super scary to see the way he fell and didn't move at all…

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