Life in the big city…

I suppose it didn’t really wake me from a deep sleep, but last night at about 1:30 or so, since I’d gone to sleep with the window cracked open, I heard a commotion from our building’s service alley (good term for it). Turns out some plainclothes cops were arresting a hooker in the alley.
It was kind of interesting but I felt bad for her as more cops kept showing up, as cops do, and they were palling around and joking, loudly, and this poor woman/girl has to stand there, handcuffed, waiting for them to do their thing.
Eventually a marked van pulled up and people got out with gloves and such on, to remove her shoelaces and search her person and her purse. Very odd night.