TRASHED

Probably the hardest thing to get accustomed to—and remain in a pretty consistent state of denial just to keep sane—is the sheer amount of trash that remains in a semi-permanent state in and around the neighborhood. My neighborhood to be precise. Judging from the layers of this stuff, it’s fair to say that hardly any of it is ever removed, by anyone whatsoever. No doubt it would take a rather large budget to dedicated to this task to outfit the legion of help it would take to clean all this shit up, which is obviously something New York City isn’t particularly inclined to do. This is the environment and people just don’t care. So go ahead, dump your shit, it’s your planet, your trashcan. Enjoy.