Here Is the Saddest Pile of Garbage You’ll Ever See


It wasn’t so long ago that Mr. Barkley Cuddlesworth spent each night, cozy in bed, wrapped in the arms of an adoring child who whispered nonsense in his ear as they drifted off to sleep together. Now he sits atop a pile of wet trash on West 108th Street, waiting to be hauled to the dump, where he will slowly decompose with the rest of the garbage.