Yeah, that’s the kind of pulse‑pounding idea that keeps me awake. Hit the south flank, right behind the old iron grill. Cameras blind there, guard shift change hits at exactly midnight—perfect cover. Plant the alarm in the gear bay, just under the clock’s swing, so it’s silent and you’ve got time to make your dash across the skyline before the light flips. Quick, clean, and you’re out before the first guard notices. Just make sure you’ve got a way out if the gears decide to backfire.