SPOTTED, PARK SLOPE:¬†¬†shopping cart, deposited with apparent care neither en route to any known recycling depository, nor within the vestibular entropy of some decaying undergraduate¬†cooperative — but into the well-maintained hedge of a Park Slope brownstone, presumed safely beyond the jurisdiction of all plebeian law enforcement.

SPOTTED, UPPER WEST SIDE: we the 99% need no car from which to blast our tunes, for the spoils of consumerist culture hath given us bicycles and battery-operated speakers plenty.

SPOTTED, WEST VILLAGE: just your standard-issue 1920s orphan boy, shimmying up a rope onto a fire escape, unicycle in tow.