Shreve knew the routine. After all, she lives beneath the suicide bridge.
Since its construction in 1981, the Y-Bridge has served as the launch site for 43 suicides and countless more attempts.
But unlike most bridges that seduce jumpers, the bodies here don't fall into rivers, lakes, or forests. They fall onto buildings and houses, and into backyards, like some weird, ominous plague.
from Cleveland Scene
about the Y Bridge, Akron's #1 suicide spot -- reminiscient of The New Yorker
's classic profile of the Golden Gate Bridge