You Died on Roosevelt. I Saved You. Contact Me, Please.

Roosevelt, Chicago IL

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Early Sunday evening I saw you crumpled in a heap on the side of the road. Your legs had folded all the way backwards, you weren't breathing and had no pulse. I did chest compressions on your for 15 minutes and begged you to start breathing. It seemed like you tried at two different points but you couldn't do it. Finally the cops and fire rescue got there and hauled you off. I know we didn't get to talk for obvious reasons, but the cop called me and told me you were going to live and said you for sure would be dead if I hadn't stopped. But you're alive. I think that's for a reason. I'd like it if maybe we could chat. Nothing too heavy, and if you want we don't even have to bring up the incident on Roosevelt. I think I can help you. I'd sure like to try...otherwise, what was the point of all that? No judgements, bro. I promise you that. Just some random dude that met you when you were in need, and he's hoping to help maybe a little more. My name is Kirk. I hope we can talk soon. I'm so glad you're alive, even though I may never know your name. Merry Christmas.