I'm pretty sure there were some dudes smoking crack in the corners of my apartment yesterday.
I went to the store to buy cigarettes, and when I returned, my neighbor Chris told me some sketchy looking dude walked up to him and asked if he'd keep an eye out while they went into the dark corner because "my lady needs to change her skirt real fast."
When I returned, we could hear him occasionally making moaning sounds and laughing, and saying stuff we couldn't hear, and something metallic being dropped a few times, and rubbed on the concrete.
And at some point him saying "what, you don't want to smoke any more?"
And the woman's voice was really, really raspy.
So, uh, either they were doing drugs, or having sex or both.
The woman also had a huge suitcase and looked like she'd seen better days, like 20 years ago.
And was wearing a zebra print dress.
Also they were down there for like 40 minutes, and I'm pretty sure I saw that dude tooling around looking into people's cars later.