It was a humid night in downtown Lancaster, PA. I was all slutted out in my big, black boots and some duct tape. I found a hole in the sidewalk. I decided to jump in and get dirty. The stone wall crumbled in my hand. The rocks crunched beneath my boot heel. Covered in dust and dirt, taking off my clothes was the only option.
I could see the feet of the people passing by on the street. I was hoping I wouldn't get caught, but daring someone to find me.