Sometimes doing the forbidden can be nice.
When I was 12, I forgot the keys to my parent's apartment. So I simply climbed up seven floors to get in.
Fortunately, the courts discharged me every time after they understood what I had done.
To me, climbing is like eating or drinking. I have to do it; it's part of my life.
I don't want to follow the herd.
Authorities arrest me, release me, and then invite me back to host public events. I think it's interesting.