I live in New York City. No one ever looks down. If you did you'd either be crushed by a passerby, texting wildly on their phone, or run over by a local food messenger riding in the wrong direction. One day for some reason, I did look on the ground. It's a mess. Unlike other cities in America, New York's sidewalks are full of garbage. On my block alone there must be 1,000 cigarette butts. Sadly that's not an exaggeration. I pulled out my phone and began to shoot.