Strange beauty in a bin

(tt)  We had a wonderful night cabride along the West Side freeway …the Highline hotel and the Frank Ghery buildings near the Chelsea pier were all aglow. The traffic went at a cracking pace and high class  and low class brothels whizzed past. When we finally got out I picked up this odd piece of art work that was probably a commercial idea tossed away. Sheldon was suitably appalled when I brought it home. He does not like anything which has been dropped on the road. So I decided to bid it adieu. As it lay in our kitchen bin amongst the onion skins and coffee grounds I thought it looked shabbily classy.