SAN FRANCISCO — Three blocks from Mark Zuckerberg’s million Tudor home in San Francisco, Jake Orta lives in a small, single-window studio apartment filled with trash.
There’s a child’s pink bicycle helmet that Mr. Orta dug out from the garbage bin across the street from Mr. Zuckerberg’s house. And a vacuum cleaner, a hair dryer, a coffee machine — all in working condition — and a pile of clothes that he carried home in a Whole Foods paper bag retrieved from Mr. Zuckerberg’s bin.
A military veteran who fell into homelessness and now lives in government subsidized housing, Mr. Orta is a full-time trash picker, part of an underground economy in San Francisco of people who work the sidewalks in front of multimillion-dollar homes, rummaging for things they can sell.
Trash picking is a profession more often associated with shantytowns and favelas than a city at the doorstep of Silicon Valley. The Global Alliance of Waste Pickers, a nonprofit research and advocacy organization, counts more than 400 trash picking organizations across the globe, almost all of them in Latin America, Africa and southern Asia.
But trash scavengers exist in many United States cities and, like the rampant homelessness in San Francisco, are a signpost of the extremes of American capitalism. A snapshot from 2019: One of the world’s richest men and a trash picker, living a few minutes’ walk from each other.
Mr. Orta, 56, sees himself as more of a treasure hunter.
“It just amazes me what people throw away,” he said one night, as he found a pair of gently used designer jeans, a new black cotton jacket, gray Nike running sneakers and a bicycle pump. “You never know what you will find.”
Mr. Orta says his goal is to earn around to a day from his discoveries, a survival income of around 0 a week.
Trash picking is illegal in California — once a bin is rolled out onto the sidewalk the contents are considered the possession of the trash collection company, according to Robert Reed, a spokesman for Recology, the company contracted to collect San Francisco’s garbage. But the law is rarely enforced.
Mr. Orta was born in San Antonio, Tex., one of 12 children. He spent more than a dozen years in the Air Force, loading aircraft during the Persian Gulf war of 1991 and was dispatched to Germany, Korea and Saudi Arabia. By the time he returned to the United States, his wife had left him, and he struggled with alcoholism and homelessness. He moved to San Francisco, and five years ago qualified for a program assisting chronically homeless veterans.
At dusk he leaves his apartment building, which is wedged between a popular brunch spot for tech workers and a cannabis shop in the heart of the Mission neighborhood. The smell of marijuana fills the vestibule. Walking up a steep hill lined with mature trees, he passes homes that could pass for works of art: Victorians, some with stained glass and elaborate cornices and moldings painted in a soft palette of pastels, ocher, celadon and teal. A virtual tour of the neighborhood on the Zillow site shows that homes valued at million and above are the norm.
But Mr. Orta doesn’t look at the architecture. He walks the streets, slightly stooped, his eyes on the ground and a flashlight in his back pocket. His friends call him the Finder.
On the six times Mr. Orta went out with a reporter, he followed a variety of circuits, but usually ended up exploring his favorite alleys and a dumpster that has been bountiful. (The first rule of dumpster scavenging, he said, is to make sure there’s no raccoon or possum in there.) In March, the dumpster yielded a box of silver goblets, dishes and plates, as if someone had yanked a tablecloth from underneath a feast in some European chateau.
“How do you say it?” William Washington, one of Mr. Orta’s trash-picking colleagues, remarked one night. “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.”
Mr. Orta’s other recent discoveries: phones, iPads, three wristwatches and bags of marijuana. (“I smoked it,” he said when asked how much he got for the pot.) In late August or September, as participants return from the annual Burning Man festival in the Nevada desert, Mr. Orta says he often finds abandoned bicycles covered in fine sand.
Mr. Orta says he only takes what people have clearly thrown away, although 14 years ago he spent a few months in jail for breaking into someone’s garage in Sacramento and trying to steal a wrench for his bicycle. “It was a dumb mistake,” he said.
For years San Francisco has been a global beacon of recycling, attracting a stream of government ministers, journalists and students from across the globe to study the sorting facilities of Recology.
But the city is also full of young, affluent people preoccupied with demanding jobs and long commutes for whom the garbage can is a tempting way to get rid of that extra pair of jeans or old electronics cluttering their closet.
“We have a lot of trash of convenience,” said Mr. Reed, the spokesman for Recology. “You’ve got more and more tech people here and this city is moving faster and faster. These people have short attention spans. Some discard items that ought to be repurposed through a thrift shop.”
Trash pickers fall into several broad categories. For decades, elderly women and men have collected cardboard, paper, cans or bottles, lugging impossibly large bags around the city and bringing them to recycling centers for cash.
The city is most concerned about the battered pickup trucks, known as mosquito fleets, that buzz around San Francisco collecting recyclables on an industrial scale, depriving Recology, and ultimately the city, of income, said Bill Barnes, a spokesman for the city administrator’s office.
“That’s a significant challenge for residents because it results in higher garbage rates,” Mr. Barnes said.
Trash pickers like Mr. Orta are in yet another category, targeting items in the black landfill garbage bins whose contents would otherwise go to what’s known as the pit — a hole in the ground on the outskirts of the city that resembles a giant swimming pool, where trash is crushed and compacted by a huge bulldozer and then carried by a fleet of trucks to a dump an hour and a half away. The city exports about 50 large truckloads a day.
Nick Marzano, an Australian photographer who publishes a glossy magazine, Mission Gold, which documents the world of trash pickers in San Francisco, estimates there are several hundred garbage scavengers in the city.
“It’s a civic service as I see it,” Mr. Marzano said. “Rather than this stuff going to landfill the items are being reused.”
Mr. Marzano says there is overlap among trash picking and homelessness and public drug use — the street conditions that have ranked at the top of residents’ concerns for several years. But he sees trash picking, and the spontaneous sidewalk markets that pop up in neighborhoods like the Mission and Tenderloin, as a form of entrepreneurship.
“It’s the primary form of income for people who have no other income,” he said.
Mr. Orta sells what he retrieves at impromptu markets on Mission Street or at a more formal market on Saturdays on Julian Avenue. Children’s toys very rarely sell — parents don’t like the idea that they have come from the trash. Women’s clothing is iffy. But men don’t seem to care as much where the clothing came from, and jeans are easy to hawk for or a pair.
Mr. Orta’s favorite item retrieved from the trash is one that he will not sell: a collection of newspapers from around the world documenting the course of World War II. He wonders why anyone would have thrown that away.
On a recent Tuesday evening — the eve of trash collection in Mr. Zuckerberg’s neighborhood — Mr. Orta didn’t find anything worth keeping in the Facebook founder’s two garbage cans. Mr. Zuckerberg has at least one other home in the San Francisco Bay Area; this one he bought in November 2012 for ,999,000 through a company he controls.
In the blue recycling bin marked with Mr. Zuckerberg’s address, there were A&W diet root beer cans, cardboard boxes and a junk mail credit card offer. In the black landfill bin were remnants of a chicken dinner, a stale baguette and Chinese takeout containers.
Mr. Orta pulled apart a garbage bag in the black bin.
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“【我】【弟】【弟】【还】【小】，【我】【们】【家】【就】【他】【一】【个】【男】【娃】【娃】，【我】【们】【家】【还】【要】【靠】【我】【弟】【弟】【传】【宗】【接】【代】，【他】【怎】【么】【可】【以】【成】……【成】【太】【监】【呢】！” 【小】【桃】【一】【脸】【痛】【苦】，【她】【抬】【手】【擦】【了】【擦】【眼】【泪】。 “……【你】【不】【是】【说】【你】【们】【家】【只】【有】【你】【自】【己】【了】【吗】？” 【翠】【隽】【冷】【笑】。 “【我】【是】【骗】【你】【们】【的】。【也】【不】【算】【骗】，【我】【弟】【弟】【出】【生】【那】【一】【年】【家】【里】【出】【了】【事】，【我】【爹】【我】【娘】【都】【死】【了】，【我】【的】【弟】【弟】【被】【奶】【奶】【给】
”【赌】【约】？“ 【当】【安】【德】【烈】【的】【声】【音】【响】【起】【时】，【红】【蛇】【冕】【下】【的】【目】【中】【露】【出】【一】【丝】【迷】【茫】。 【在】【她】【昏】【迷】【过】【去】【之】【前】，【正】【因】【为】【突】【然】【而】【至】【的】【剧】【变】【而】【心】【神】【狂】【乱】，【压】【根】【没】【有】【想】【到】【与】【安】【德】【烈】【的】【赌】【约】。 【直】【到】【现】【在】【安】【德】【烈】【提】【起】，【她】【才】【想】【了】【起】【来】【赌】【约】【的】【事】【情】。 【红】【蛇】【冕】【下】【的】【目】【光】【恨】【恨】【扫】【过】【安】【德】【烈】，【然】【后】【道】【了】【一】【声】：”【形】【势】【比】【人】【强】。“ “【罢】【了】，【赌】【约】
“【别】【动】，【你】【听】，【音】【乐】【的】【声】【音】【时】【小】【时】【大】，【馨】【儿】【好】【像】【没】【反】【应】，【我】【们】【在】【继】【续】【观】【察】【一】【下】，【说】【不】【定】【馨】【儿】【的】【病】【就】【有】【救】【了】。” 【听】【萧】【菡】【这】【么】【一】【说】，【史】【壮】【也】【觉】【得】【有】【点】【那】【个】【意】【思】，【于】【是】【耐】【心】【的】【注】【意】【着】【唐】【馨】【儿】【的】【变】【化】。【依】【旧】【跟】【孩】【子】【玩】【得】【很】【好】，【没】【有】【其】【他】【不】【良】【反】【应】，【看】【到】【这】【样】【的】【情】【况】【史】【壮】【很】【高】【兴】，【与】【萧】【菡】【相】【视】【一】【眼】，【夫】【妻】【二】【人】【心】【灵】【相】【通】，【知】【道】【能】高手论坛090099跑狗图【长】【长】【的】【红】【地】【毯】，【宽】【大】【的】【典】【礼】【台】，【到】【处】【都】【是】【鲜】【花】【彩】【带】，【到】【处】【都】【是】【喜】【气】【洋】【洋】【的】【笑】【声】。 “【英】【俊】、【潇】【洒】【的】【莫】【晨】【先】【生】，【你】【愿】【不】【愿】【意】【娶】【漂】【亮】【温】【婉】【的】【安】【小】【暖】【小】【姐】【为】【妻】?【从】【此】【爱】【她】、【尊】【重】【她】【不】【离】【不】【弃】【忠】【诚】【一】【生】，【无】【论】【富】【贵】【和】【贫】【贱】，【无】【论】【健】【康】【和】【疾】【病】，【无】【论】【成】【功】【与】【失】【败】，【都】【会】【不】【离】【不】【弃】，【永】【远】【支】【持】【她】，【爱】【护】【她】，【与】【她】【同】【甘】【共】【苦】，【携】【手】【共】【创】
【伊】【恩】【和】【伊】【莎】【两】【个】【自】【然】【不】【可】【能】【跟】【着】【陈】【诺】【一】【起】【过】【春】【节】，【倒】【不】【是】【陈】【诺】【嫌】【弃】【他】【们】【之】【类】【的】。【单】【纯】【的】【就】【是】【因】【为】【他】【们】【还】【需】【要】【去】【学】【校】，【在】【美】【国】【可】【不】【会】【为】【了】【春】【节】【而】【放】【假】。 【但】【是】【这】【也】【不】【要】【紧】，【陈】【诺】【觉】【得】【这】【依】【然】【是】【一】【个】【大】【团】【圆】【的】【幸】【福】【时】【刻】，【这】【就】【是】【春】【节】【的】【意】【义】【所】【在】。 “【今】【天】【我】【们】【任】【何】【人】【都】【不】【许】【生】【气】，【这】【是】【一】【个】【新】【的】【开】【始】，【新】【的】【一】【年】！”【陈】
【真】【正】【好】【的】【营】【销】【政】【策】【不】【仅】【是】【把】【货】【卖】【出】【去】、【把】【钱】【赚】【回】【来】，【还】【应】【该】【努】【力】【在】【厂】【家】【和】【商】【家】【之】【间】【建】【立】【稳】【固】、【诚】【信】【和】【互】【惠】【互】【利】【的】【合】【作】【关】【系】，【只】【有】【厂】【家】【与】【营】【销】【商】【实】【现】【多】【赢】，【才】【能】【确】【保】【生】【意】【做】【得】【长】【久】。 【唐】【蕶】【薇】【则】【认】【为】，【如】【果】【在】【合】【作】【中】【不】【懂】【得】【保】【障】【他】【人】【的】【利】【益】，【最】【后】【必】【然】【是】【自】【己】【的】【利】【益】【也】【会】【遭】【受】【更】【大】【的】【损】【失】。 【就】【好】【比】【如】【安】【海】【电】【器】【城】【为】【例】
【利】【物】【浦】【欧】【冠】【晋】【级】【到】【了】【四】【强】【之】【后】，【周】【末】【奔】【赴】【山】【楂】【球】【场】【做】【客】【挑】【战】【西】【布】【朗】。 【在】【连】【续】【多】【场】【比】【赛】【的】【胜】【利】【和】【稳】【定】【强】【势】【发】【挥】【之】【后】，【利】【物】【浦】【的】【表】【现】【终】【于】【有】【所】【回】【落】，【西】【布】【朗】【为】【了】【保】【级】【而】【战】，【但】【他】【们】【高】【出】【降】【级】【区】【有】5【分】【之】【多】，【所】【以】【能】【拿】【到】1【分】，【基】【本】【上】【也】【将】【巩】【固】【他】【们】【保】【级】【的】【优】【势】。 【众】【志】【成】【城】【的】【西】【布】【朗】【在】【主】【场】【狙】【击】【了】【利】【物】【浦】，【他】【们】【凭】【借】【一】