In the center of the giant crosswalk separating retail-focused Shinjuku with pleasure-focused Kabukicho. Of course, I meant to capture more clearly his fashion and not hers. His was very on trend: matching camo shorts and top, deep tan, well-coiffed hair and mustache.
I just hung up my flattened carton on the clothes line. It makes me reflect on just how complex our reclycing is here. In the apartment building, we separate burnables from plastic (プラ）, paper from cardboard, plastic containers from plastic bottles, and aluminum cans from glass bottles. I still have trouble remembering that for soda bottles you must take off the label and the cap so that the main container goes with “pet” bottles, and the label and cap with plastics.
To recycle milk and juice cartons, we rinse the container, slice it open and hang it on the clothes-line. The apartment building doesn’t have a separate recycling area for this, so we walk it over to the supermarket about 25 yards from the front door. The only other thing missing from Nakano recycling is compost. (Suginami has that!).
I probably should have cut the juice carton with scissors. This is one neat and frugal city m(_ _)m