I used to live on the nineteenth floor of a tower block which had a special rubbish room with a chute. Full bags of rubbish were squeezed into a grey metal door which when closed sent the bag down 19 floors to fill huge grey metal containers on the ground. The containers were on wheels and every day the caretaker would move those filled with rubbish outside to be picked up by the bin men. Someone had written on the side of one of the full containers with magic marker in a neat script "Londis Warehouse". This is my local store which is rather nice but whenever I see a Londis I think of those bins.
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