after a long day you walked through the streets of Brooklyn the sky setting a goldenly yellow.

it was still pretty warm outside being summer so the nights were always lovely the cool breeze and a peaceful atmosphere.

as the sky dimmed and the stars glowed above you. You hear a voice behind you.

“What’s someone as pretty as you doing out on the streets of Brooklyn this late at night?”

it was spot conlon the leader of Brooklyns news boy gang. Looking over at you with a signature grin.