Someone was asking me the other day if I've found any human poo in my alley lately, and I realized it's been a while since I've even seen anyone lurking back there......now the streak is over, and with a vengeance. Last night I woke up (ok, went to bed) around 3 to the sound of dudes arguing. I peeked out the window (one eye looking out of the blinds, shut-in style) and saw two guys sitting on the steps, smoking crack. Sweet.
They left after a few minutes, maybe meeting up with Nino Brown.
It was full New Jack City rock-smoking, too. Skinny glass pipe and all. I bet this won't make it into the condo newsletter.
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