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Admission is eventually granted, and amid the hanging plastic carrier bags and dim lighting, the shop owner unhooks a large basket from the ceiling. She proceeds to reveal two Chanel clutches and a Hermes bag. San Remo buildings are simple in style, but something suggests that this shop is more than just an unpretentious guise. The owner pulls more and more high-end designer bags out of the cheaper merchandise, each item indistinguishable from genuine upmarket products. She claims that most of the bags are simply very good quality fakes, but admits that a couple may have...
...collection site near city hall – except, of course, on the second Thursday of an even-numbered month, during which plastic bottles, and not common plastics, are collected. Before they do this, however, they must drive to the nearby supermarket to purchase city-approved trash disposal bags, without which garbage is not received. Each bag costs 30 Yen. And, of course, they must also be sure to remove plastic coverings and bottle caps (considered common plastics), and remember to wash the bottles thoroughly. They repeat the process on Tuesday, but for burnable waste and recyclable glass...
...sorting through my trash. Yet, painstaking as the process is, I find that I, too, am starting to rethink my wasteful ways. At school, I take for granted the blessing that is co-mingled recycling, and too often find myself letting a recyclable or two slip into the trash bag when the appropriate bin is too full or too far. Ironically, the simplicity of trash disposal back home discourages me from being more proactive about recycling. Physically sorting my common plastics and special plastics while in Japan has literally made me grasp the dirty truth: My ways are simply...
...Toilets are not the squat-kind. You don’t have to carry around mini-Charmin’ rolls in your bag...
...fish jumps out of a woman’s plastic bag in the candy shop as I’m making my way over, eyeing the sour straws. I jump back and scream. The workers gather round and close the plastic bag over the fish after many attempts. The bag still flops...