How is it like to sleep in a big bag filled with old blankets in winter? To wash once a week at best? To find home under the planking covered with linoleum? To earn a living by sorting wastes?
We are going to visit one landfill in Belarus and find answers to these questions.
What we see first are piles of garbage, special equipment and many many crows. The smell becomes more and more unbearable while the land fill is becoming closer. People who live there are always accompanied by dogs.
Those who collect garbage are so-called "bosses" here, it's a great privilege among them. They can earn up to 50 bucks a day. Volunteers bring clothes and food to them sometimes. However they do not like strangers and can even beat them.
Anna is an experienced dweller of the landfill, she's been living here for twelve years. Those who live at such a place for long have a black face, she says. Because they often make fires. She has no front teeth and drinks a lot. She complains about her worn boots and cold clothes and willingly tells about her life.
She sold a flat in Minsk, Belarus, through an intermediary, and got a shabby house in the village instead. Her son was in prison first and then disappered. She found him here, at the landfill. She says, she found freedom, home and even love here. That man was eighteen years younger than her (she was 51). He was the main reason she stayed.
She refuses to show her home but says that twenty people more live the same way in the forest. They covered the planking with lineleum and brought a mattress. They have no stove and make fire to warm up. When she sleeps she only puts her hat off, she covers herself with two old blankets and a fur coat. Rats are scurrying nearby.