~~January 16, 2015~~
Thankfully there has not been any major (ie, 311-worthy) dumping lately. [**knock on wood...well, formica**] But I haven't visited 43rd Avenue in a couple days, so I don't know what awaits. I've just been collecting litter on my way to the train every morning. Sometimes when I'm leaving the house I stupidly think that there's no need to bring a bag with me to walk the two-and-a-half blocks to the train. But alas, I have never not been able to fill a shopping bag with litter. In fact, I usually fill the first bag by the time I reach the end of the first block. Thenceforward (is that a real word?), I use a bag that's flying around the street, or, if I'm running late, I will just force myself to ignore the litter and walk with imaginary blinders the rest of the way to the train.
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Some of the litter collected on 74th Street between Woodside Ave and 41st Ave this morning.
This was actually the 2nd bag; I filled the first one just walking between 43rd and Woodside.
Fortunately I found this rather large clear recycling bag blowin' in the wind. |
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Typical collection of mini booze bottles in the gutters of 74th Street;
the closer you get to Roosevelt, the more of these you'll see.
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| Looks like someone chugged one bottle of Georgi too many! |
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Someone left this mini bag of dried green stuff in front of a dwelling on 74th Street.
Maybe this person really likes oregano and had packed a baggy to sprinkle over a
slice of pizza at lunch because they don't like the cheap stuff that the pizzeria offers. Yeah, that must be it!
(Oh, who cares, I don't think this is even considered illegal anymore under the reign of Wilhelm.) |
