He sat there for ten years watching over the corner of Ash and Park. His name was Lampy and wore a collage of flyers and etched intials on his side.
Lampy once mentioned that he witnessed death at the very bottom of the city, in his corner of the arena. This death entailed hypothermia, and a lack of necessary booze. The man shivered until 3am, but failed to move after 3:01am. The very moment Lampy noticed the death he flickered his bulb for a few seconds to help relieve the soul below him.
He swears to this day that the ghost of the man floated to the top of Lampy's head, and sat on the thick bar parallel with the earth. The ghost acknowledged appreciation, and Lampy sympathized with humanity for the last time.