Ah, the suburbs….
Today on my walk, I passed the Scottsdale Marsh about half a mile from my apartment and saw a man taking a shit. Okay, I didn’t actually see any poo accumulation, but the guy had popped a squat behind a tree, pants down. About five feet from the sidewalk. It’s nice to know that this place where we’ve chosen to raise our child is so much more wholesome than the city.