memory sliding a bit here...
back in the day, my grandparents in a housing projects.(I moved in with my g’mother 4 years after my g’father passed on)
All our garbage was incinerated. Cans\Bottles - everything-—down the chute.
Nobody thought about those kinds of things (aerosols etc...).
Place was all concrete and steel. Windows were leaded-lined.(had left-over ww2 blackout shades)
Had a tuff time hanging pictures
Interesting thing is, the incinerators provided energy\winter heat for the whole flipping projects.
Then the smog fairies took over and ended that - long after we left.
It’s river property that had been condemned. It was a great place to live until the blacks from Cabrini-Green started fleeing that jungle and makin our place a jungle. We adiosed in ‘68.
The place is now in the process of being re-imaged as new living with part of it completed.
Back to the subject...I wonder why he haven’t figured out a way to burn our garbage without have the climate people have heart attacks.
How Singapore does it.