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This straw wrapper was laying, intact, in the grass down by the waterfront. The white color of the wrapper stood out against the vibrant green grass. It was still straight and not ripped except for the ends where someone had pushed the straw out. It caught my attention because it looked like there still might be a straw in it. Upon further investigation I realized it was just the wrapper. Straws have found their ways into our everyday life. Everytime you go to a fastfood restaurant, your drink comes with a plastic straw. We are used to see wrappers strewn across the environment and it doesnt even phase some people. This wrapper is not art to me because no one created the wrapper with passion or put their soul into creating it. It was made by a machine just like all the other ones.