Perimeter Beacon

Concrete stairs are merely ground clutter; true command demands altitude! Marching along the bottom riser, I bypassed the swirling sidewalk dust and scaled the sharp granite curb of a raised sidewalk planter. Embedded within the damp mulch stood a heavy solar pathway lamp with a matte black shroud. Hauling myself up its ribbed metal stalk, I claimed the flat top of its glass-domed cap. Right beside me, a smooth red bicycle reflector gleamed in the glare of the noon sun. Resting my forearm cannon across the fixture's edge, I calibrated my optics against the roaring street grid. The entire block is now under my direct surveillance!