Apparently some guy tripped over them, so they're just out in the open - and kids live in these complexes.
God, I don't know. I just- if everybody thinks somebody else will take care of it, then nobody will. Why did I just make it be me that would take care of it?
Boxes? So, there's more than one?
Okay, please believe me when I say I'm not a creeper, but what building do you live in?