Deforestation of the Amazon rainforest, child labor in Bangladesh, famines in places the names of which many in developed countries have never heard – these and numerous others are problems about which I do not care about. Having to stand in a crowded subway train, a rude barista in a coffee shop, slow Internet access, and battery running low issue more poignant in my daily life. Why should someone care about problems they cannot effortlessly resolve? Permanently, pathology is the philosophy of my immediate surroundings, as caring about something not directly related to me is physically and mentally exhaustive. Despite not being sufficiently versed in philosophy and ethics, I reluctantly understand what someone talks about when moral poverty is mentioned. I do not remember my first encounter with moral poverty and corruption, but I do recall the work that encouraged my curiosity in it. Oscar Wilde’s “The Picture of Dorian Gray” crystallizes decay that preoccupation with physical and material values entails (Stern 211). When one’s moral compass is skewed, the portrayed in the novel material abundance in which the aristocracy of Victorian England lived, combined with a complete lack of consideration for others, can inspire envy instead of righteous indignation (Stern 210). The contrast between the unsettling Great Stink of London on a hot summer day and the smell of Indian roses in the private gardens of Lord Henry’s mansion have the power to make a person revisit their principles (Stern 213). Upon the first reading, Dorian Gray’s morbid obsession with polished to a sheen jewelleries, sophisticated sounds of classical opera, intoxicating fragrances, exotic tastes, ancient dusty tapestries, and his eternal youth resonated with me. Although I have little interest in jewelry, opera, odors, and tapestries, I comprehended the appeal of opulence, moral poverty’s primary associate. After reading “The Picture of Dorian Gray,” recognizing the phenomenon in question became somewhat more straightforward – with a trained eye, one can see it wherever they go. In this regard, shopping malls represent a training ground. Garish signboards of fast fashion stores, popular technology brands, and food courts offer an excessive variety of products to distract from the need for a meaningful existence (Shen et al. 3498). Mall visitors consciously or subconsciously understand that the relatively cheap clothes and gadgets are affordable due to endless hours, miserable wages, and people inhaling fiber dust and causing chemical damage to their lungs in crummy buildings on the other side of the world (Shen et al. 3498). All this suffering so that a teen in a developed country could afford to buy a new pair of high‑waist blue jeans that accentuate the curve of their buttocks and the length of their legs. Moral poverty has a signature scent – the unintelligible stifling mixed aroma of mall visitors, perfume shops, recently cleaned floors and a whiff of leather and coffee from a boutique nearby. Moral poverty appears to thrive in big corporations that create an appearance of benevolence at the same time draining and degrading the planet and population of the developing countries. The