It’s about 2:30 AM. I’m tired….slightly drunk (ok maybe more than slightly) and I’m walking home. Surprisingly this stretch of road in front of me is quiet. The city that never sleeps appears to be taking a nap. All is quiet at the Walt Whitman Houses too. A flood light illuminates the central courtyard of the public housing complex….I guess as a crime prevention strategy or maybe they’ve been filming a movie for the past few months. Regardless, the harsh light always cuts through the darkness of night and tonight it’s my night light as I make my way home.