..It was about 12am in the morning: Brooklyn; NY.

Desaturated, gritty..crime filled Brooklyn.

The Prowler and his partner in crime— you, jump to and fro off building ledges, before landing, prowling the streets after a quiet robbery— ‘till reaching their desired alleyway.

In celebration; you two decided to continue your collaborative project— actually, graffiti, on the chosen secluded alleyway’s wall— the art was of Miles and you, in costume— presenting to everyone that you two own these streets.