I have a certain line that I've drawn about what I will and won't take from a transfer station (that's essentially a dump for those of you who don't live in Alaska).
- Furniture - Yes
- Appliances - Yes
- Outerwear - Yes
And I don't normally belittle people who choose to take other things. But today I stopped at the Chena Ridge transfer station, and no sooner had I set down a bag of my old underwear (clean, mind you) then a browser swooped in on it. At least it was a woman, not one of the old men I always see at the Farmers Loop transfer station.
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