After a long and gruelling daily struggle through layers of generation’s disposed waste and broken pieces of flytipped memoria non grata I found that people need a place to forget about their old things and forget how much they love their new stuff so much more..I felt like a trespasser and I would have to stop cleaning the messes of people who are happier without the memoria non grata. also once the lane was clear it became a convenient way of avoiding the police or witnesses in all altercations in town and I quickly realised that they were fond of leaving their dangerous paraphernalia in the lane and the risk was just too much for the residents to be in daily. so when the fly tippers came back to their favourite place they quickly made the lane unusable again and inadvertently provided the safety net back
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