Every morning I head to work, I have NO IDEA what happens around my neighborhood while I'm gone. Yes, I live in the city. Yes, I have some questionable activity. But, I'm not mad. Because I know where I live, and accept it.
My very friendly neighbor pulled me aside to tell me that I've been having a guy stop by every day this week to charge his phone in my electric socket, while eating snacks and catching up with friends.
He caught a few snaps as photo evidence and I can't help but giggle.
Facedown, Booty Up, Yapping.