I adore the cold, and, bundled in Big Red, I was practically hot—except for my face. The wind pelted my exposed cheeks and nose, the pain dangerously dull. If I didn’t protect my skin, even at the beginning of Polar summer, it’d be hard to the touch by the time I went back inside, the delicate cells frozen. So I’d pull Big Red’s hood up. The fur-lined funnel protected my face but trapped the moisture in my breath, causing fine crystals to glitter on my upper lip, nose, and eyelashes. A film of ice coated my glasses, softening the lines of the landscape. Cherry-Garrard’s glasses, too, caused him no end of trouble.
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Living and working in Nairobi, I immersed myself in Dandora, the largest dump in Kenya, spanning more than 12 hectares (30 acres) near the Nairobi River and receiving an estimated 2,000 tonnes of industrial and domestic waste daily. For months I witnessed first-hand how waste is devastating local ecosystems and human lives. Kenya’s waste streams are now overwhelmed by single-use plastics from companies shifting the burden on to informal workers.
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