On the day when the city of Enschede was struck by the fireworksdisaster, a few years later this happened:
the plastic recycling factory burns!
There is a little disgrace in that, for I always eagerly snatch my roommates' plastic out of the garbage, just to recycle it.
Yes, they made me a plastic freak.
Even when all the plastic is gone, up in smoke, I still have the traits of a junkie gone cold turkey.
What happened to me that made me have this tick?
Burn baby, burn!
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