Even taking out the trash here is a bit different than elswhere we have lived. There are no trash cans, so people put their trash in front of this temple and the trash men come a few times a day to pick it up.
There are times when it is humorous like when one of the roaming cows nearly knocked Sandy over in its excitement to get at our garbage. Sometimes much less so, like when when some of the poor kids have a race to scour through the garbage for some plastic to sell.
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