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| In a recent trip
to California, I met this 50yr old hippie named
Michael. Michael was the kind of guy that walked around bare footed & played his guitar. He wasn't all that good at singing, but when he sung, you could see that he was into that song & nothing else. He was very creative... |
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household ornaments he made out of the rubbish & glass that he found along the beach. "When
I travel, I hope Later on that night, Michael showed Mille, my
Danish |
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It was a little after sunset, when we drove behind the local grocery store.
Michael stopped the car & hopped into the dumpsters.
10 minutes later, he
returned with this box of meats - mostly fish, bacon & vegetables.
We took the food with us, back to the mountains.
Inside this old wooden
house, we cooked the food on a antique metal stove. Michael was a good cook & I
helped him out as much
as I could - By far, this was something
I have never done. Mille wasn't to keen on the idea & wandered off to
the mini-mart.
Eleven other people lived in the house & they were
all eager to eat the food. If it ever came down to it, I wouldn't hesitate to do it
again.
I know you may think that dumpster diving is wrong, but to others, less fortunate,
dumpster diving is simply a way of life...
"The magic of the mountains
& basic practice of survival
made me feel happier than ever before."
Louise Walbom
Team Denmark
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