I'm one of those who pants well into the easements.
I also know that the foraging rights of wayfarers have been codified at least since the Books of Moshé--- but with convenience stores every mile or two I don't see the need in suburbs.
I still yell, "Hey! That's not your tree, is it?!" "This isn't a public park!" "I work Hard to take care of that tree so that I and my family and friends can eat those fruits." "Why are you destroying my food so that you can have green fruit fights on the street?!" "If you like those fruits, ask your daddy to plant a tree of it in your yard--- then watch it all the time so that nobody steals the fruits!"
On the other hand, I do do often field requests for "star fruits." "I will pick some for you. Meet me by the street."
On New Year's Day I took about a dozen carambolas to each of 20 neighboring houses: a few each of 'Sri Kembangan' , 'Kari' , 'Missy', 'HEW-1', 'B-10.'