We were headed to the comic book convention in downtown San Francisco. We’d emerged onto Market Street after successfully navigating the bus, and subway with our pack: my wife, and I, our 3 year-old, dressed as Kaptain Kapow, our 5 year-old dressed as Princess Areia, and our 1 year-old, wearing the cape of SuperKid. The hubbub of city life swirled around us. Shoppers, workers, and the occasional derelict bustled to and fro, creating a fog of people. The kids spread out, and propagated through it with ease and aplomb. Young Kaptain Kappow forged ahead about 20 yards as SuperKid and I happily trundled down the sidewalk taking in the new fall storefronts. Princess Areia, and Mom Lady were our rovers for the day, periodically moving from the front to the rear of our pack checking in on everyone. Looking up I noticed Kappow, confronted by one of the derelicts. Sound wafted on the wind back down the street. I could hear, “... fin...