Trash Me

It’s a sloppy day, and I’m writing of more than the slick streets. Sometime between 9:30 and 11:30 this morning, a pile of trash collected just a few feet north of the corner of Broad and Arch. Possible illegal dumping during brunch hour? If so, the dumpers are brazen – the intersection is a high in police foot traffic. But it’s as if someone opened a trash bag, and now, from seven stories up, I watch litter blow off the pile and roll along Broad Street.

Just as sloppy, the performance by the Center City District employee who, broom and bucket in hand, walked by without a glance. The dismal effort matches the weather accordingly.