Rear Window 2: Courtyard Capers

At some point every day I find myself gazing out my bathroom window at what could charitably be called my courtyard: a patchwork of broken pavers obscured by discarded building materials, surrounded by 6-foot cinderblock walls, and one sagging chain-link fence. It’s not a particularly inspiring vista... If this imprisonment continues much further, I see this story ending with either me or my neighbor Eddie going the other with a shiv...