The names have been changed to protect the innocent:
Mommy Dearest remembers being embarrassed as a kid when her mother jumped inside a McNeil Mall bin to grab a pretty floral comforter for MD’s bed. She’s since changed her mind about the steps her mother took to provide for her: “When I think of her standing in that filthy trash, proudly holding up her finds – a nearly new dress, an ice cream maker (still in the box) – I can’t help but feel full of pride.”
Arpie Larp meanwhile, claims lamps, clothes, books, bikes, DVDs, and skis (for garden trellises) from the mall. He appreciates that there’s an area set aside for treasures and doesn’t like it when profiteers clean the place out for resale. He believes that Karma will eventually catch up with the business owners who employ these aggressive techniques.
There will be no dumpster diving required to grab this cache. Just drive the East End and hang out at the “Mall.”