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Yeh that way is fucked up but a lot of folks do it. About 3,000 people every day worldwide.
One of my girlfriends when I lived in LA had that happen with her brother-in-law. Bob Merrill, the famous songwriter, who wrote Funny Girl, People (People Who Need People), How Much Is That Doggy in the Window, and many others. Super successful guy, had a beautiful wife (my girlfriends sister), a gorgeous home in Beverly Hills, endless money from all the songs he wrote, seemed totally happy. He found out one day he had cancer. So I guess he figured his days were numbered. Got all dressed up. Went out to his car in the driveway, got in, and put a gun to his head and kaboom. Bye bye Bob. Nobody could figure out why he did it in the car, but I figured he didn't want to mess up the walls and carpet of their nice house with his brain. Fucked up.
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