We took a car ride up the Frying Pan river (16 miles) today and there were hundreds of pumpkins stashed everywhere...on a rock in the middle of the river, high up on the rocky cliffs, and hanging from trees. Somebody put a lot of effort to stragicallly distribute all these pumpkins along a 16 mile piece of road.
They call it "littering" out here.
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