The woods in Prospect Park may be the haunt of the men who meet there for social purposes and who leave their drinks, chip packets, gum wrappers, condoms, wet wipes and lube tubes behind, but there are others, too. The worst of the litter is off to the sides of his path, but I have picked up plenty of used condoms here, too.
Do you know where your children are?
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