It ain’t lewdness if you have to fly a damned drone to spy on them.
It may well be prostitution, but it ain’t lewdness.
Indeed, I’d try to get the copter guy on a peeping tom charge.
“Indeed, I’d try to get the copter guy on a peeping tom charge.”
As a teen, when I got my drivers license, I used to go park with my girlfriend at the local “lovers lane” and learn about the wonders of kissing and such. There was a local cop, that in hindsight, I’m certain was a perverted peeping tom. Seemed it was his mission in life to catch and scold any teens who parked there, while of course hoping to see some skin.
punchline: “You have to stand on this chair and use these binoculars to see”