The Golden Keyhole Loop

Sticking the landing by the lobby glass was fun, but night rolled in and the glow of brass mailboxes caught my eye. A whole golden wall of tiny locked doors! I hopped onto the smooth marble shelf underneath, grabbed a dangling brass key tag, and swung up to the middle tier. Found a mailbox with a key sticking out of the tumbler. Perfect lever! I nudged the heavy keyring with my shoulder, gave it a breezy spin, and watched the little metallic tags jingle like coins. Sitting perched on that cool brass ledge, waiting for the front door to buzz me back up felt pretty good.