These guys were hollering at me from the roof of the building next door. They yelled some variation of “Hey baby, you light my fire” – some awful play on the Doors’ lyrics. They were working on the blue-gray building that houses (I believe) Raval, and the ex-Atomic Comics, but were on the back side of it, possibly working on the air conditioning units. I yelled “fuck you” and gave them a big finger before running up to the office to get a camera.Submitted by Margaret
