| Hold your noses! Leaving behind a pungent, eye-watering cloud of gases from rotting food, used pampers, newspapers fouled with dog urine, and God knows what else, The New York City Garbage Train ambles north towards more pristine places upstate where it will appropriately dump its load of urban unpleansantness, as is the fashion of the times. And who knows? Perhaps one of The Sopranos 'sleeps' behind the growling EMDs tonight... |