The soundtrack of recycling glass
The crunch of glass rang through the air. Then the jarring scrap of a shovel dragging against the ground. Followed by the jingling of glass flung together. And…
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The transaction
In the afternoon that I have been hanging out at a scrapyard along Huoshan Lu (霍山路), I noticed an old man shuffling quietly through with a small bag…
Shanghai’s scrapers
The other day, a woman fell out of the sky and missed me by an inch. You think I’m making this up? I was hurriedly striding along the…