Nothing to see here

inexorably, i was drawn to the milling of people around this fresh-complexioned, fair-headed young man stretched out on the ground, one shoe off, in front of a late-closing deli in our neighborhood.  the young man would, at times, answer questions thrown at him by two tired looking cops by grunting out curt yeses and very emphatic nos.  the scene was further amplified by the presence of two very angry looking south asian men, putatively the owners, the keepers of this robbed convenience store.  when finally another squad car came, i caught the judging eye of someone passing by. i quickly walked away from the scene thinking over and over if it would have made a difference if i just looked away.