His unsuccessful attempt at suicide was a near miss, like much...
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Some time between 2 a.m. and 6 a.m. last Tuesday, Jochen Wolf quietly slit both
of his wrists in the prison cell he shared with three other men. Nearly four liters
of blood practically all a man has in him leaked out of his veins and
into his mattress, then onto the floor below, taking with it all awareness of
pain. Doctors say he was minutes from death when one of his cellmates awoke at
7 a.m.
His unsuccessful attempt at suicide was a near miss, like much...
His unsuccessful attempt at suicide was a near miss, like much...
