No trash please

The bike looked familiar. The delivery boy used to park it outside our office door to deliver things and leave his bike under the sun for an hour or so. When he comes back, he finds sorts of trash thrown into it: cigarette butts, plastic, crumpled paper, etc. He scratches his head and cycles away.

Then I saw this today. He must had enough!

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