On either end of 43rd Avenue (72nd Street and 74th Street), the garbage enthusiast will behold a cornucopia of filth: note, if you will, the three car tires, the assorted Heftys blooming with vibrant colors (some fine upstanding and considerate person cleaned out their closet?), as well as several sealed(-ish) bags containing mystery goods. And some of the lovely individuals who frequent this block have added their personal touch to the tableau: empty food containers. Yes, thank you, 43rd Avenue artistes!
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And wowzers, an actual fleur has pushed its weary head up from the cracks! This sad blogger is not a botanist, so she cannot tell you the name of a plant so hardy as to bloom and thrive in a sea of piss sprinkled with our local fertilzer: the white powder left in the tiny plastic baggies. Perhaps the Latin name is Pissus crackiolus?!
Service Request #C-111-417-927121; called in to 311 Saturday, June 10, 2017.
UPDATE: On Saturday, June 17, 2017, these trash piles are no longer present. Thank you DSNY!!!!❤️
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