Greenpoint Street Find Du Jour

I have a saying, it goes as follows:

You take care of the community and the community will take care.

I have seen this demonstrated time and time again in the 11222. And today the Greenpoint Garbage Gods really delivered.

As I was running errands something caught the corner of my eye. I went in for a closer look.

Now this is interesting.
I have found a lot of interesting shit walking around north Brooklyn. Anal beads, pornography of every stripe imaginable; even a 4′ tall plastic statue of Simon the Chipmunk (which graces our dining room). This, however, is a first: a voodoo doll.

It should go without saying I brought him (?) home. Mister Heather, despite being a professed atheist, is unnerved by my new friend. I assured him as things go:

I tend to have good working relationships with things which may otherwise want to rip your face off.

I am not sure this provided the solace he needed. However he did reach a level of grudging acceptance when I read to him what this item does:

Your doll is a medium to focus on a problem or desire. You can personalize with hair, small photo or any small item…

As it would happen I do have a problem and it is my utmost desire that it GO AWAY. FOREVER. Best of all despite that party’s best efforts, I got photos too. Now if you all don’t mind it is time to get busy. Cheers!

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