[ Nelson resists a moment, gripping the railing tighter, before he lets go and allows Maskin to lead him from the bridge, shoulders slumped. He blinks a little quickly to clear his vision from fuzziness and tears, pointing eastward. ]
This way. I'll, um, over here... [ He stumbles forward a little, still pointing. ] Not too far, I took a cab.
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This way. I'll, um, over here... [ He stumbles forward a little, still pointing. ] Not too far, I took a cab.