![]() This story was imagined with actual facts describing the way the inhabitants lived and struggled, trying to manage day to day, trying to bring up a family, maintaining health, “hearth and home” in what passed for life in that appalling atmosphere. In our wildest imagination and nightmares, we could not reproduce such a world order. To have to sort through that garbage, fearful of falling into toxic waste, being run over by a garbage truck, being infected by the bacteria that must have lived in the environs, or being attacked by the vermin that crawled through it, to say nothing of what the smell might be like in that place, is beyond my ken and beyond the expectations of normal people in developed countries. There were no doors, no locks and no protection from the roving gangs that robbed and preyed upon the poor pickers. ![]() They had no solid construction or protection from the elements or disease. The filth and the stench permeated the homes which were built from scraps. Since the production of the documentary by the author’s brother, the dump has been closed, but you cannot remove the fact that the dump was a wretched place to live. ![]() It describes a life of courage and fortitude in the face of abject hardship and privation. Although it is fiction, this story is based upon the experiences of the poverty-stricken individuals who lived and earned their livings at the largest municipal garbage dump in Cambodia, Stung Meanchey. ![]()
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