Although I came out with just one fancy cantaloupe, snooping around the parking lots, devising plans to hop fences, and quietly climbing into dumpsters with my fellow culprits made quite the night. And not a speck of grime.
The point of dumpster diving? To save usable material from becoming waste - this includes taking stuff out of a "free" box off the street corner, to gathering French baguettes from a bakery's dumpster bin at the end of the day. I'm not big into the freegan subculture personally, but I like the end goal: to conserve material and live unaccordingly to mass industrial production and waste. It's harmless, really, just finding creative ways to divert wasted materials into useful things. Or tasty things?
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