today you got punched on the street. It was a random act of violence, and it was racist too. I don't know you and you don't know me, but we sat together for a while. I showed you a photograph of yourself so you could see that the blood was gone.
It meant a lot to me to share in your grief, and I'm glad that you let me sit with you for a while.
oh no! what happened :(
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