There are hundreds of these carts making their way around Phnom Penh’s streets every day, especially in the morning. Their proprietors collect plastics or metals or papers or old appliances or anything they can sell to the recyclers. This lady is demonstrating perfect form. According to local custom, the carts are pulled, not pushed, and the handles are held above the head, not at waist level. It seems an odd posture to me but then I don’t pull one of these carts all day long. What do I know? The plastic bottle in her hand is fitted with a squeaky nozzle so she can squeeze it to announce her presence in the neighborhood.