#86. BUSHMAN
I saw someone high today that was a new low in the Park. At least for me.
A man sits alone on the ground, amidst some low bushes off the path.
He’s not trying to hide. He sits up ramrod straight, legs out straight in front. High on who knows what. He talks out loud, having a spirited conversation with the invisible, gesticulating with his arms expressively. 
I ask around. Park Conservancy folks know him. The social service providers know him. Police know him. He is incredibly unwell. He won't accept help.
This is where all systems fail.
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