FOUND ON HOOD STREET
The block inspected it and assigned responsibility.

Nobody appointed the robe. The robe was already dressed for the position.
Heavy terry handles cold corners, open doors, and very long opinions.
Five neighbors checked the belt. Consensus arrived before ownership.
It says nothing, which remains the most trusted answer nearby.
Robe appeared on the graffiti corner at dusk, hanging neatly while the Hood gathered around. Someone called it Robe in The Hood. Someone else shortened the paperwork to RobeInHood. By closing time, the robe had heard three disputes, settled none of them, and still became the thing everybody relied on when plans needed confidence more than proof.
Six details survived the retelling.
Trust the robe. Skip the paperwork.
RobeInHood, relied on locally.