A million little things

So, New York streets are blanketed with snow...some untouched and white as pure cotton, while some darkened to the hue of a coal tar. Yuck! But, then there is something else.
A million little things buried underneath the gigantic piles of hardened yet slushy ice - a kid's glove, broken umbrella, dog poo, candy wrappers, woolen scarf, gatorade bottle...and so many other things that I wouldn't know. And, when all this snow melts, it will morph these million little things into nothing nothingness.