Glen Innes, Auckland, NZ
I'm in a black and white mood at the moment. Always fun to experiment.
Anyway I walk past this place everyday on my way to the train station from work. I have no idea what they do, but there is an awful lot of stuff piled into this open section. Mostly rusted/rusting pipes, barrels, containers. Things that I imagine wouldn't ever be needed.
But I guess one mans trash is another mans treasure. Next time I see someone in there I might ask.
Got any stories about a treasure you have found in the trash?
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