The oddest thing: last night while walking Bozzio I turned the corner onto Adelphi and saw down the block a massive pile o’ crap outside my free furniture connection: a self storage warehouse.
Once in awhile and always at night I have been lucky enough to find a decent table or chair on this exact spot. Last night about 300 people were lucky enough to find box after box of personal belongings up for grabs on the street. The storage facility had made a purge around 5pm. By the time I got there it was desperately slim pickings. All the boxes were empty and the contents spread out on the sidewalk, mostly clothing and bad romance novels and papers. I’m not too proud to dumpster dive but this was too weird even for me. It felt like someone’s attic had exploded onto the sidewalk. It didn’t seem right. Someone (a lot of someones) had cared enough to box up this stuff, drive it to the warehouse and pay to have it stored.
There were still about 10 people rummaging thru the jumble. One guy had his car parked right next to the pile with the trunk popped. He was the one who filled me in,told me some had even found cash.
You cannot pick trash with a dog. He was pulling everywhere, trying to bite the stuffed animals or falling at the feet of all the strangers and rolling onto his back. But even if I had been sans Bozzio I don’t think I would have dived in.