Bottles here have to be recycled by me. Take them to the parking lot of a supermarket, stand in line, always a line because of the two recycle machines, one is broken, and wait. This was the last – wait-behind.
Life as it unfolds with all its surprises….
Bottles here have to be recycled by me. Take them to the parking lot of a supermarket, stand in line, always a line because of the two recycle machines, one is broken, and wait. This was the last – wait-behind.