So, I was all psyched to explore the inside of this abandoned building (with photo-buddies, of course), until I was told a homeless guy was recently murdered on the property which suddenly made me reevaluate a lot of my photo-safaris.

I don't really think Lansing is all that dangerous, and it's not like I'm skulking around the homeless hideouts all by my cute self in the middle of the night.

Oooh... but today I did see no fewer than 4 (presumably) muskrats along the railroad. I was more worried I might get attacked by one of those than any of the more unsavory characters I saw out enjoying the nice weather.