The common denominator is, THEY KNEW YOU.
OMG, I know you too. Locking my guns up NOW!
I’m not sure that’s good enough. You also have to avoid all bridges.
I, uh, saw that too, but uh, figured the guy might be in banking, or something... There's been more than a few of those take long walks out of short but high windows, recently.
Me myself and I, we don't worry about the suicides left in our wake. Sort of proud a few of them. If we could focus the effect with laser-like intensity upon particular subjects and coax them into committing seppuku , that would be nice. Trouble is, those subjects have no honor or integrity in the first place (which is why the world could maybe be better without them).
What to do, what to do. Give 'em a little push, but save poor little Sinead from herself..? Give her a little attention, put her in footsie pajamas, hand her a mug of hot chocolate, then prompt her into contemplating health care.
That would either drive her right over the edge (permanently) or else have her come to her senses (does she have any of those?) hopefully enough for her to pull herself back from the abyss of modernistic, self-absorbed "look at me looking at myself while I'm so angst-ridden over the state of the world and state of myself" virtue signalling.
Maybe what the girl needs is simple as good & regular thorough bouncin'.
Me too. Oh, wait..............