Nobody said anything though because the guy was gone and talking about it wasn’t going to un-steal it. There were a lot of people there that night, but we pretty much knew who had stolen it. When she woke up she realized somebody had stolen her purse while she was asleep. She came to a party there and her friend flaked out and left her without a ride. I first met her when I was still living at the Taj Mahal. He spends his days taking care of her and painting. He makes snowmen that put Calvin to shame. He is living with his wife beside a lake in Maine now. He was diagnosed with Grave’s disease and they removed his thyroid and he came back. He was in a mental hospital for a month or so before a mutual friend’s mom discovered him there by chance. He moved out of state and later he had some kind of break. I am not sure how the people who were already on the roof got down. We climbed down the fire escape and went back inside the building to have a beer or ten. On his way back down, he reached out and grabbed the railing of the fire escape with his hands like some kind of acrobat and it jerked so hard I thought he was going to pull it and me off of the side of the building. It snapped when he was almost at the top. The rope ladder started from the top of a second story fire escape and went up about 15 feet to a parapet roof.
Once, we were climbing an old rope ladder to the roof of a derelict building. He has always looked slight but he is one of the strongest people I know. It will not be like anyone else sees it, but it will be interesting.
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