Thursday, February 20, 2020
For a sanitation junkie this was a treat. I'd never seen a dumpster like this before - shaped like a little garbage house. With its tattered IDs and its stenciled signs it looked like it was living a second life, like that battered Homeland Security truck you sometimes see parked on Third or Fourth. But not so sinister. I stared at it for a while and a hipster dad pushing a stroller rolled his eyes as he passed and said to me, "It's just a dumpster," but really, what's just about anything? Even a dumpster (or a skip, as we like to say in England) contains its own mysteries, lifespans, transformations. Nothing's as simple as it ever seems. Look again, look again.