Three suits. Very, uh, milquetoast, shall we say. Cell phones out, binders in hand. Loitering on my block, 11th Street side. Scoping out buildings, taking notes, making calls. Looking down my alley.

Developers? Hmm. It’s disconcerting. My block is all residential, Victorians and little Federals. However, some company just demolished a similar row one block away… I wonder what’s up.