people all hours of the day digging through the massive trash bins...
𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓@BLUNDERBUSSTED
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Sep 09, 2026
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people all hours of the day digging through the massive trash bins in buenos aires tossing things out reaching deep and throwing them onto the streets around the bins no apparent objective but i'm not observing closely the bins smell like a deep urine ferment when i walk past
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same as in many cities but the bins here are so prominent and frequent and the streets are relatively clean it's jarring to see these thin thin men yanking garbage out most hours of the day
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people sleeping on cardboard or on bare pavement sometimes a whole person visible or two just piles of clothes and limbs sleeping at 11am under a doorway the sun full up and i cannot sleep in my bed at 8am behind curtains and tucked under climate control and blankets
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sometimes just a foot one foot sticking out haphazard from a pile of garbage like so much other refuse
a man making eye contact hand out soft voice begging for things i can only assume because argentine spanish is hard to understand my hands are full of pizza i could lose 10 lbs
a man making eye contact hand out soft voice begging for things i can only assume because argentine spanish is hard to understand my hands are full of pizza i could lose 10 lbs
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instead i take the pizza home ignoring the man on the corner going up to my apartment and propping open the window to bother a couple of pigeons hoot at them until they fly away stare out over the street watch another man dig through another trash can and then go eat my pizza
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it has been 2.5 weeks in argentina & i have done very little
the only thing that dignifies me is my station, the circumstances of my birth & a compulsive labor habit, until recently i was hanging on for dear life laying on a bed a sofa, blackouts drawn, sitting under a/c midday
the only thing that dignifies me is my station, the circumstances of my birth & a compulsive labor habit, until recently i was hanging on for dear life laying on a bed a sofa, blackouts drawn, sitting under a/c midday
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i can rot and eat clean garbage from a safe vantage with much paler skin and higher quality alcohol
i have a nice phone and a nice laptop and people who will go looking for me if i disappear
and there is a man down there who sits on a mattress on the street in the rain
i have a nice phone and a nice laptop and people who will go looking for me if i disappear
and there is a man down there who sits on a mattress on the street in the rain
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as i made eye contact with this man & then scrupulously avoided doing so a second time, because to lend attention to a person in need is to give them a lever to press on your soul with, i wondered at the advent of superintelligence & the sins it would weigh my behaviors against
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omniscience, that we couldn't trust god to hold us to his standards, or us to ourselves, so we invent an alien intelligence to impose through an honest guile some new system
some new system, to clarify that we are all the man in the pile on the street corner
some new system, to clarify that we are all the man in the pile on the street corner
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ah well, the longer i go the more i'll ramble, and the less coherent, on-point each tweet will be
sleep well, twitter
sleep well, twitter
