The wind around the high mountains of garbage on the outskirts of Mumbai is so strong that it blows away the smell of rotting waste, Hassan Bano believes. Standing on the top, she remembers feeling only the cool breeze blowing in from the sea that surrounds them. The mountains of trash, known as the Deonar Dumping Grounds, rise up to 35 metres and are made up of much of what Mumbai has thrown away over the last 120 years, layered with mud. The string of peaks follows the craggy curve of the creek that marks the edge of the island city. Homes made of plastic sheets dig into the sides of the mountain.
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