The Dump
You can tell a man's wealth by his garbage
In the course of replacing the boards on my deck, I’ve had to drag a bunch of old boards to the county dump: technically, the transfer station. It’s kind of fun to go somewhere you never go, and see a whole little piece of work and life you never see. I’ve seen the contractors at Home Depot out early, preparing for the jobs we outsource and think of as …
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