We walked past a box full of discarded stuff near Fort Greene Park in Brooklyn a few days back and started rummaging through it out of curiosity. I usually don't find things of interest, but this collection looked like it was tossed out of Ira Glass's house. We found:
As well as an assortment of very couple-y photos, and a very creatively made card with "LET'S FUCK" in big colorful letters (perfect for Found Magazine). It looked a lot like a post-breakup throw-the-shit-out fit.
Thinking that perhaps the person would change his/her mind and want the things back, Jenni and I decided to give the box an hour or so before returning to loot the good stuff. When we did, David Sedaris and the photos were gone, but the rest remained. I wish I'd had the foresight to snap a picture the first time around, but alas... this american life is truly fleeting.