Ah, the steps up to High School Yards - They used to be where the junkies used to hang out to stay out of the rain. I was nearly stabbed at the bottom of those steps - although the guy with the knife was too far out of it to be much of a threat. And once I had to call environmental health once because some shit had thought it was funny to inject a dog with heroin there - I found the body with three needles sticking out of it.
This was "last century" though. Happy times.