I used to walk this street in Williamsburg almost daily, on my way to a job that, for the better, I no longer have. I don’t think this clutter was here back then, but the light of this sunny spring day made it appealing, throwing long, sharp shadows. Only in Williamsburg could this plastic Jersey barrier, sitting mysteriously useless on the sidewalk next to a Nissan, collect stickers like a pier collects barnacles.