This
construction, er, deconstruction site begged to be explored from
blocks away. A quick trip over a moat left by the footprint of a
former building led to the goods: mysterious bricked up doors, ancient
stone archways and more modern goodies left behind by laborers away
for the day. After satisfying our curiosity at this crumbling playground,
we headed to the tavern, but couldn't shake the feeling that our
every motion had been watched. Indeed, each step was noted. The
bird was on to us.