Monday, November 20, 2006

"Oh, it's poo!"


It's amazing, I've NEVER seen so much uncontained feces of such varied shapes, sizes, and colors sitting in open-air public walkways as I have in New York City. Good God, it's nearly unidentifiable sometimes. And sometimes it catches your eye and you're just like, "Oh, someone took a giant dump on the street! I get it now!" and switch your focus back to whatever you were doing before, feeling somehow like the world makes more sense now than it did a few seconds ago.

In a similar vein, if people are taking shits in the streets and letting their animals do the same, then there's obviously not going to be any shortage of garbage strewn around everywhere. Every now and then, a full bag will be completely ripped open with it's contents exposed for the world to see. Sometimes it's tempting to stop and look at it for awhile (and I do mean look and that's it), as if the box of Parliaments, used sleeping mask, empty potato chip bag, etc lend some clue as to the personality and lifestyle of whoever threw that stuff away. There could even be some uniting evidence about the nature of mankind or some secret to the universe hidden in there. Who knows? Or maybe I'm just looking for me treasure because I be a pirate. Y'ar.



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