Waste, Glorious Waste 

Tales of urban grubbing in the land of conspicuous consumption.

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The kid says nothing and keeps walking. He gets to the corner, turns around, and saunters back. "I'll take some," he says. Purves' hands are full of tangerines. The kid stuffs them in the pockets of his hoodie. A few drop to the street. "Got room in your backpack?" Purves asks. The kid takes off his backpack and begins filling it with tangerines. "Alright, alright," he says, smiling now, as if he's just landed something better than someone's excess fruit.


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