How I Feel When I've Been Bad, and Why I Try to Be Good

I spotted this the other day in one of those big garbage bins outside a parking garage on 52nd between Fifth and Sixth. Obviously somebody thought this dummy was ready for Fresh Kills. It made me kind of sad to see her there, all headless and worthless. The picture sucks because I only had my cameraphone along, but nevertheless, here it is. Just in case you can't read it through the fuzzy, the word on this woman's torso is "Trash."