The sky was a joy of pinks and oranges as they blended together into the clouds. A boy sat on a bench overlooking the city. He watched as the wind blew through the trees and the clouds as they moved to the west. In the city, he watched as rats scrummaged through the trash bags that were dumped onto the streets. The waste was a poison of dreadful smells and toxins. He saw the trash bags that were overflowing and some that had been untied, left to spill onto the sidewalk. The boy loved the city.