I live in a small beach community across from Logan airport in Boston. There is a bridge that takes you out of the town to East Boston. On the bridge, there is a clear view of the airport and the Boston Financial district. For the last year, there has been a white van parked on the bridge at random times.
I always figured the van was owned by one of the fishermen on the bridge (there are usually people fishing around the clock). A few weeks ago, I saw the van door open and a butch looking woman exited the van and dumped her Dunkin' donuts iced coffee on the ground. She had on dress slacks ,a white dress shirt, and a pistol harness. In addition, the van was loaded with equipment. The lady totally bagged me looking and gave me the meanest, go fuck yourself, look.