honestly not much of a story. I merely watched it happen from my 3rd story apartment while arguing with my Greek neighbor about the chicken coop he built on the roof. I kept telling him it wasn't up to code and that the birds were gonna fall 4 stories to their deaths but he said "that's why they have wings" and I'm like "chickens aren't that kind of bird" and they would get hit by a car or a stroller even if they did land safely. Every Greek guy who owns a building in St Louis tries to put a coop on top of it, it's just a thing. We stopped arguing when we saw the clown and kinda stood in stunned silence to watch, trying to figure out what was happening. I think it was trying to score meth, but he went to the wrong street corner. Anyway, medium story short, clowns bleed red just like the rest of us