So it seems. I went outside a couple of hours after the aforesaid robbery, and while nothing criminal happened, there were too many weirdos out. One guy—a chavvy white guy, btw—turns a corner and sidles up to me and says "WHAT'S UP" and then just stands there. I finished my nightly cigarette inside.
I can't imagine why warm weather brings the criminals and crazies out. When there's a warm spell like there was Monday, all I want to do is lie down in front of a fan.