I was at my aunts apartment and looked out of the window to see a toddler and his father playing on the roof of another building. The father had a variety of tools with him, including one to rotate the metal girder perpendicular to the building so that it reached all the way to our side. This is when the child starts to cry as they’re being carried over a gap about 15 stories off the ground. I waved at the father and he waved back with a smile.