I'm on a personal mission against styrofoam litter in my favorite parks. This scourge must be wiped off the face of our favorite blue planet. My oath-sworn campaign does not include bending over or touching gacky items. It does not allow prolonged interference with my photo/exercise hiking goals. Climbing up and down muddy creek banks is a NOPE, but occasional wading may be scheduled in advance.
Litter grabbers with suction cups don't seem to last.
Litter tongs are an interesting option, but I might never eat tossed salad again.
Litter spear-spikes are old school.
Litter jaws of doom are effective but reminiscent of my dad's nursing home aggravations.
What I really want for my Earth Day birthday is the super power to just look at litter and zap it out of existence with my super-concentrated eye-rays. Use the force, Nancy Lou.
By the way, it's time for you and your neighbors to register for the Great American Cleanup/Earth Day Celebration.
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