Slum di Dharavi
Dharavi is a slum, let’s say, a bidonville, giving home to 700 000 living souls. This is the largest slum in whole Asia. It is about 10 squared kilometres. It exclusively lives on garadage. The sort of river is a sewer reaching Dharavi, in the suburbi of Mumbai, after gettino through the whole city and receiving organic waste from every parto of it. That’s the way Dharavi inhabitants earn their living: they dive into the filthy river of waste, by picking up with their hands pieces of it separatine them from rotten food and shit and then taking away anything useful; they collect that material in a tidy way, by searating plastic from iron, tin, glass wet cardboard, wood, and then carry it to tiny hand-working shop. Here this material is recycled in just a few squame metres, in an infernal stench, while plastic and cardboard burn with awful poisons emanatine from the furnaces producine material which can be used again: this is sold in town and at the and of the day you can earn two, three or four dollars and make a living for a family of five or six pepale. The recycling workishops are at the basement, while the pepale live at the first floor of the huts, built one after the other with wood, tin and cardboard, separated by dark, muddy lanes which are eighty centimentres large and hundreds of metres long. People walk here bare-footed, talk little, look at you with mistrust, they smile at you when they realise you can spend in ten minutes what they earn in one year.