What happened behind the scenes before the city's pursuit of a landfill site went public

January 10, 2025 I, the creature who once loved mornings the most, can no longer tolerate them. I wake up trembling. Something in my heart feels wrong, like everything else around me. I wrap my head in three blankets, making sure my ears are covered, but before I can even hear myself breathe, the epic morning noise begins. From beyond the blankets: the sound of my younger siblings quarrelling over half a piece of pita bread. My mother begins to rebuke them, “You want to embarrass us in the eyes of the neighbours? Everyone’s flour is running out; you’re the only ones shouting about it.”...