The other words are a bit harsh even for the dwellers here in the alley.

Every alley needs a rat, Rizzo. Bed down anywhere.

The Druid
PS. Welcome to the alley, Dear Pruedence.
The Druid finds a half way good cigaRAT, and lites up, leans back against the wall. slowly slips to the good earth.
Lifes good here in the alley.he scribbles
:smokin :pour