We found this mess in the alley on the way home, and Harper was like, “What the hell happened here?’
A diaper, toilet paper, some kind of small net, some tiny long johns, and an empty bottle of juice (just outside the photo). Something happened there, but I’m not sure what.
And someone just knocked on our door and asked for $8 for her electric bill. Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one trying to gentrify this neighborhood.
