Bakery

The top of his white hat flops down over one ear but stays stiff as he bends down and reaches far into the cabinet below him. A large rectangular trash can is pulled from the open space when to the man's surprise, paper plates, utensils and empty cups come toppling out. Somehow with one swift movement, he is able to keep everything from spilling on to the shiny wooden floor. He pushed his petite figure up against the bulky bag to balance it while his hands pushed the trash back in. One trash can at a time, his routine remains the same as he continues down the line of recepticals. Reach, pull, flatten, twist and tie. These deserted scraps he collects is not the only thing to keep his attention. He greets students with a thick accent and a gentle smile as they enter the bakery for a quick bite before class. Making their to the double doors, students pass him by without so much as a glance.