It turns out pain has always been connected to other people.

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I coughed up a little bit of blood as the mugger twisted the knife in the victim I was witnessing across the street. They screamed in agony as the mugger ran off with their wallet. I ran across the street, pulling out my phone to dial emergency services. Well, more like limped across the street. I collapsed in front of them, wheezing, as they clutched at their gut. I dropped my phone…