I was just thinking of the hang-out places, where we would quickly disperse as soon as red and blue lights were flashing anywhere within a half mile. Remember, Generation X were not allowed to use our parent's homes for anything if the sun was up, and they were home after it was down.
All my life I have kept track of where the rear exit was, and always escaped when the squad cars came with flashing lights to any venue where I was. Best to just walk away before you even know what it's about.