a large board with a nail in it has fallen into the center of the six air conditioning units. it’s a very long board, about twelve feet long, that fell from the awnings. the board with a nail in it leans over, stuck in the tubes of the ac units.
it leans its nail over right at head level like a fishing rod.
i haven’t cut mysell on the nail, yet.
there was a time when lockjaw killed people who cut themselves on rusty nails in a week. anybody passing by and pulls the axe from their back pocket and cuts down this dangerous hazard.
these days, no one thinks to take down the board with a nail in it. it just sits there, reaching its claw out to the sidewalk.