I don't have children, but I was one once. There is always the neighborhood dog on the chain that would bark all the time and you would get it to chase you until his chain clotheslined him. We just weren't unlucky enough to have the chain break and cry foul.
In my neighborhood children run wild through yards and have no respect for property boundaries. I was raised not to enter anyone's yard without their permission. Maybe poor, poor Vincent missed this advice from the parent(s). But life is a great teacher. How many times will a kid touch a hot stove? Well, the stove burnt him; see if he touches it again.
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