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I moved to Oz from London 20 years ago and spent the last few years in a council flat in a block in East London. The things I've seen people throw out of their windows, household rubbish, dirty used nappies and even a Christmas tree went flying past my window once (I was on the 8th floor) which must have been 15 foot tall (can't think how that would have looked like in a small flat). We had communal rubbish chutes which dropped to huge wheelie bins on the landings of each floor which were continually blocked by people pouring old chip fat lard down them.
I found out that I had a small 5'x5' shed on the ground floor and when I opened it it was filled by about four inches of used syringes.
The thing I could never understand was that all this was done by the people who lived there, as if they were wallowing in their own filth.
A lot of people didn't like living there so to jump the rehousing queue they used the trick of setting fire to their own abodes.
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