‘Cause I may have found it. Better go claim it before that window looky-loo figures out where it is.
On second thought, this could be the turning point in some really good story involving cat burglars, a mystical ankle bracelet found in a pawn shop, and roof people versus alley people.
lay down the drugs and come get some hugs.
I see a future story about a Mission crack-head who climbs out there, looking for rocks, and falls to his or her death. BART police are blamed.