Something about this—perhaps the worst free pile I've seen in NE Portland yet—screams Memorial Day. Someone got up in the sunny morning, did a little work in the garden, half-assed the finish and decided instead to leave the garbage in the street.
The growing trend of "free" piles is getting out of hand. Since when did laziness become a form of charity? All these dirty old box-springs, tracking closet doors from the 70's and broken ink-jet printers are junk only Homer Simpson would take home. ("Old newspapers!? Coat-hangers?! Expired medicine! Quick you fool, get them in the house!")
Does this happen in other cities?
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