I took my camera on my walk this morning so I could photograph some flowers and greenery and instead I ended up with a photo essay on what pigs some people in the neighborhood can be. Litterbugs in Paradise. Why? Why? I just don't understand. A few of the garbage "highlights": a diaper, a birth control wrapper, the letter "G", and beer cans/bottles for miles. Scary.Update: You might be wondering why I don't get my lazy butt out there with a garbage bag and do something. I have in the past and I intend to in the future but I didn't have a bag or gloves on this particular day so it was strictly documentation without action.
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