Strike one: It's 4 a.m. on Tuesday, and all the neighborhood bars are closed. We buy beer and smokes at the bodega and head to the rooftop patio of our new acquaintances—really new, as my friend and I met the two of them on the sidewalk outside the last bar about 15 minutes ago. My friend is less concerned about her missing wallet now than she will be tomorrow when her company credit card's theft protection is activated and she receives a phone call regarding a large purchase at a local drugstore. It goes without saying that neither of us is concerned about entering the home of two boys we've just met because, as I said, it's 4 a.m. on a Tuesday, and all the... More >>>