One handspring vaults slim, athletic body over security gate. High-heeled boots hit asphalt, rocking 1960s apartment complex upon impact. Visitor glides to rear of property, pauses at bottom of aggregate staircase, proceeds to unit 9. You pull yourself off teal couch, completely flummoxed by this unexpected arrival of city fire marshal at your door. "4th of July fire safety inspection." she announces. "Show me your equipment." You produce what you have on hand. Soon the marshal is removing flame-proof jacket, flexing credentials, and ordering you to demonstrate total respect for authority. ... Show more