I've seen plenty of trash in Baltimore, but I've rarely been there when someone boldly let it fly like that, and in broad daylight. I once chastised a guy who threw a cigarette from his Mustang into the middle of Light Street. As he drove away, he snapped back: "Bite me." There was a teenage girl who threw a fast-food cup full of red liquid on Fayette Street, about two feet from where I'd stopped my car in traffic. I yelled, "Hey, young lady, pick that up!" She made a gesture with a finger.