In the dimly lit sprawl of Suburbia, where the shadows cling to secrets and the streets whisper tales of unsolved misdemeanors, there lurks a silent guardian. Dubbed the "Deuce Detective," this sleek, unassuming gadget stands vigil over the verdant stretches of your front lawn.
Crafted by minds wearied by the careless abandon of canine companions and their forgetful owners, it watches, waits, and, when the deed is done, springs into action. With a gentle reminder of the forgotten social contract: "Clean up your act," it murmurs through the air. While it sends a discreet message straight to the homeowner's pocket. A digital gumshoe keeping the neighborhood's sidewalks clean and consciences clearer, one notification at a time.