Why I shot these photos? [picture 1]

I offer zero sympathy over poor people, they deserve what they got. Since no one can defend you as you can, when even you can not help yourself, who else are gonna give you a better solution? I do have to keep an eye on them, to see how hard their life are, how awkward their situations are, to remind myself never to be like them. I must do everything I can, no matter what to sacrifice, to avoid being the weak.

Cleaners in this picture were digging cigarette butts out of the sewer, because the hole of the drain strainer is too small, it’s really challenging to catch the cigarette butts and get them out successfully. But they have to do it, and do it quickly. Under the surveillance of their supervisor, they seem like slaves. The sewer is not an isolated one, it’s a sewer of an above-ground parking garage, people come and go, people throw the cigarette butts and go. But you, as a cleaner, you pick them up or you can’t go. Also, as I have seen the scene several times when I passed by, the supervisor scolded the cleaner since she thought the cleaner didn’t do the picking frequently enough. The reality is any passers-by may throw litter the second after a cleaner had done his or her job and left. A cleaner will never meet the standards when zero-litter policy unreasonably applies to this situation. However diligent a cleaner is, it’s not enough or even not qualified.

Conclusion: it’s a disaster to be a cleaner, don’t be that victim.