Litter

Not many places in the world would you see a group of people walk over a dollar and none of them stop to pick it up. A dollar buys nothing in Miami, not even the cheapest juice drink from the most discounted store. But at the same time, a dollar isn’t worth much in any other part of the country. But why does nobody pick it up? Embarrassment? Fear? Wealth? What stands out the most to me is the tree in the photograph. From trees come money, but trees are not admired as much as money. In this photo, a group of people walked past a dollar, probably admiring how the tree looked so beautiful in this after rain dew. The tree is vibrantly green, while the dollar is dull and degraded. The dollar, probably traveled around Miami for quite some time, who knows who could have held that dollar, or more importantly, or disgustingly, what had held that dollar. It was probably spent on cocaine, cigarettes, or drugs. It could have been given to a homeless person, who quickly used it with a handful of other dollars to buy a beer. In Miami, everyone wants to seem rich. Rich people are seen with women, expensive toys, luxury, and a smile. Who wants to be seen picking up a stray dollar? "As if I dont have twelve thousand more of those in my bank account," everybody tries to tell themselves.