It was obvious really. H/T Roobeedoo, for picking up this report in the NYT:
Early Tuesday, 13 people, most of them young Irish students here on the visa program, were crowded onto a fourth-floor balcony off Unit 405 for what neighbors described as a loud party when the balcony collapsed, sending people tumbling onto the street below.
Six people were killed; five were Irish and the sixth had dual Irish-American citizenship, according to the Irish Embassy. Three of the dead were men, three were women, and all were in their 20s. At least seven others suffered injuries, some serious.
The key paragraph:
Residents here said that apartments were often crammed with students trying to hold down living costs, and that people typically went out to the balcony to smoke.
On the closed street below, a shrine was growing: flowers, a pack of cigarettes, a school banner and condolence notes.
The thought occurred to several other people:
The Graveyard is full of people who met their deaths this way, leaning out of windows, standing on roofs or fire escapes, where they were driven by smoking bans.
This looks like the first mass death.
On the brighter side, I’ve just discovered Roobeedoo has her own blog. And can this girl really dance and play violin like this?
Seems she can.