It was laying there on the ground. It seemed very strange to me.
I thought it was just misplaced and I was looking for an owner to left and right.
I could not see anyone, I shouted very softly, “have you lost a sign?” but, no one was to be heard. I could find/see anyone?
Overwhelmed by deep emotion and equally deep conviction I finally made the decided to take care of it, for safekeeping until the rightful owner can claim it.
It just happens that it also the solution to our eventual social problems, cameras I mean.
What a remarkable coincidence, right? I mean the pair of pliers in my back pocket, the wires and fence are not relevant. I think? Right?