Photo and excerpt by Chris Asadian.
“Blood stains the carpet of my house where my brother shot himself in the head — While I phoned an ambulance, blood surged from his face - from the socket where his eye used to be and from his mouth where the bullet passed through under his chin. I kept him conscious by making him repeatedly squeeze my finger. It was the only time in my adult life that I ever had any affectionate contact with my brother.”
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