This work tells about the endless marginal usage of non-utilitarian items such as plastic containers from mayonnaise or herring, disposable bags, old tires used in playgrounds, teapot lids for brewing that are not thrown away after teapots are broken, fakes from plastic bottles, etc. I would also like to include houses and plots from the private sector, which are clogged with bits of wood and scrap metal, which supposedly will be needed someday, but usually no one uses them, they only give the yards the look of a slum.
You can live in poverty, but live with love. You can be dressed cheaply, but with taste.
