I see a lot of weird detritus when I'm running [aside - detritus is a word I have mispronounced in my head for so long I have trouble spelling it - one of those reading words like hearth that you just say to yourself and seldom hear out loud]. Today I passed by a very dead squirrel, shattered glass from when someone broke into a car last week, fast food remains, a ticket for OMSI, and some really beautiful flowers. And this.
Really? You just toss your needle out into the street? At least it was capped.