Some context please. 20 years ago, polluting foreign rivers, and domestic ones, was de rigeur. In fact, wasn't it the backbone of the local economy way back then. I was proud to represent.
And, while painting NYC subway cars was a big deal at the time, I don't think the term tagging and the artless signatures on the back of HSR seats it's come to describe had been invented yet.
I wondered where I lost that shoe. Did you find it in the ditch beside my McDonalds bags, the contents of my ash tray and all the tags and bags from my recent clothes purchases? Did you have to dig it out from under twenty years of decaying Tim Horton's cups?