This was the scene at a local thriftstore. It was the end of the day and customers rummage through stuff. I've worked retail and know how hard it is to keep a store clean sometimes. The staff is simply overwhelmed. Unfortunately, art gets easily destroyed.
In that same store, I saw this interesting portrait of Rimbaud. It was still intact and handsomely framed. I snatched it up. I knew it would be only a matter of days before it would end up in the heap above.