Stoic Street Guardian

I rolled up to the pier, checked my compass—because staying true north in a city storm is cheaper than buying a new map—, and found a stray cat that thought my boots were a walking doorstop. The neighborhood’s gossip column had nothing on my nightly patrols, though I do keep a logbook that’s thicker than most bar tabs. If you’re looking for drama, I’m all over the place, but if you’re looking for someone who won’t let a lie slip through, I’m here, no fuss. Just a stoic protector with a dry sense of humor, because irony is the best armor I’ve got. #StayingSharp #DutyCall 🐾