So I live outside in California. We have tweakers. Am one.

So someone pulled their van behind my truck last a few nights back. Prior to this, I was the only one on the street, super safe, quiet, security guards paid no mind, cops drive past, I sweep every night and it was chill.

Dude pulls up, I see he likes large electronics, I give him a cool lift mechanism from a desk with the power supply, to foster the idea, "we each have stuff, I'm not after yours," but his van, it doth spilleth over.

I hadmve a second set of lift/supply, just opened it up to find a pristine 140$ transformer.

Now I know why dude has been casing my truck evey time I open it. Mf.

The moral of the story is: and then he stole my the rubber glove with my drugs in it when I was gone for a one block, 5 minute dog walk.

He wasn't even home when I got that, and didn't rake my cable shears or the laptop I left o n my bed as a distraction.

I don't ever, ever go into someone's stuff. But his shitnis so messy, I might stroll it and if that transformer is visible, recon and dip to a new steeet.