We had a great time with our friend, his girlfriend and another friend who joined us. Finally, at around 12:45am we decided to head back to Westwood and go to sleep. Which is exactly what we did. However, about an hour after we left our friend's place, a woman's body was set on fire in a street less than ten blocks from our friends condo.
Yeah, what the fuck, right?
Earlier this afternoon, during my writing-preparation-ritual (procrastination) I checked DrudgeReport.Com to find a link to [http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-body27jan27,1,5880913.story?ctrack=1&cset=true|this January 27, 2007 article] that informed me of what happened. Check out this cutting:
A smoldering body, believed to be that of a woman, was found on a quiet Playa del Rey street after residents called to report a rubbish fire.
Firefighters found the body in the 8100 block of Tuscany Avenue after receiving a call at 2:06 p.m., said Brian Humphrey of the Los Angeles Fire Department.
Los Angeles police spokesman Jason Lee said that the victim appeared to be an African American woman in her 30s but that her identity and the cause of death would have to be determined by the coroner's office.
Humphrey said no one had come forward to give any information about what might have happened. Several people called the Fire Department to report a rubbish fire, he said.
Crazy, huh?
Life in the big city. Not sure what else to say, but I felt compelled to blog on this story for obvious proximity-related reasons.
Life is so weird sometimes.
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