Forty years ago a friend of mine went to college in NYC. He lived in Brooklyn. He was of Sicilian descent as we’re most of his neighbors. Twice, while he lived there a body was discovered in the street next to a five-storey brownstone. In both cases it was someone who didn’t reside in the neighborhood and there were burglary tools found with the body. No one ever saw anything and the deaths were quite mysterious but everyone was certain of one thing. People really can’t fly but they can land.
It does remind me of something I read in a book. It could have been Goodfellas. A suspicious person was in the neighborhood and tried to steal a purse from a lady. About 4 BIG Italian guys shoved him through a door in a three story apartment house, up the stairs, and off the roof. Generally, a pretty crime free neighborhood.