Like this area, at the back corner of the parking lot:

Which is where a driver for Willard Cab Company decided he would pull up into and park for a while so that he could get out of the hot sun. But that ain't what I bought the lot for, so I sent him on his way. Like I want his oil dripping on my driveway?
But that's a long, long way from when I first bought the house back in 2003, and that corner of the lot was where I watched a drug deal go down around 6:30 one morning. Times, and the neighborhood, have sure changed.
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