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I got off the expressway ramp at my usual exit when heading home, this time however i noticed a large pile. Someone gathered a pile of garbage and appropriately labeled it so and left it there. I guess it's good, If it hadn't been labeled one might not recognize a pile of trash.
SMARTNICKS HOUSE ,,,,,I CAUGHT THE WHOLE PLACE IN SOME GREAT LIES,,MY DOG ISNT WITH ME I TOOOOK CARE OF HIM,,,,
IM NOT GONNA HAVE MY HEART ACTING UP AGAIN TONIGHT OVER ,,SOME MAJOR LIARS,,,, AND AFTER WHAT YOU DID TO MY BODY WITH THAT TV,,MY BACK ,NECK ETC,,AND HOW YOU AND CERTAIN PEOPLE LIED STRAIGHT UNDER OATH TO A MAGISTRATE ABOUT YOUR NAMES,,THERE SR AND JR ,,YOUR NOT A JR BILL YOUR DADS NAME IS NOT BILL,,,MAYBE YOU NEED 302;D FOR THE GARBAGE YOU DID,,AND HOW YOU WRECKED MY BACK AND LIFE
The Housing Authority of Los Angeles, which owns and manages these apartments, were apparently unhappy with the garbage collection company, and so cancelled the contract.
Garbage @Fabrique, Segrate Milano 09/06/2016
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Garbage day, August 4, 2011. The sign on the pole indicates the location to drop off your garbage (Mondays & Thursdays). Our house is left of the pole. Our neighbor (house right of the pole) coordinates garbage pickups. He places a net over the garbage to protect it from birds.
Garbage @Fabrique, Segrate Milano 09/06/2016
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One of our reps was being stupid. The note in the corner was because it turned out that when Liz had been commissioning my Paint skills, she had been leading the recipients to believe it was her work. What a slut.
People seem to enjoy throwing garbage from the top of the escarpment down to the creek below. I found a bicycle, couple of shopping carts, part of a park bench, a television, dozens and dozens of bottle, and other garbage. Some people are pigs!
Ron, the landlord at the Springfield house that Chad, Nathan (later to be replaced by Cass) and I rented, was always renovating something. As such we generally always had a pile of garbage in our backyard.