i spent some of my childhood chasing cats, climbing rooftops & into sketchy places, peeking around brothels, teasing drunks & druggies around a ghetto neighborhood, as late as midnight with a couple friends. i had no cell phone, and sometimes had a bike.

my mother trusted me to be home eventually... she often told me to "go play in the street" herself, because the shoebox apartment was too small. so that shall be my approach: kick the kids out of the house into the streets to find entertainment. i might put a tracking chip in their clothes for peace of mind.