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The curb stays empty

A Trashy drives to your pickup spot, holds while you load, and leaves. Nothing goes out the night before and nothing waits for a truck.

A Trashy driving a Manhattan avenue at golden hour with its light strips running white, then parked at the curb with them turned blue and its lid open.

Every Trashy starts as a car

An electric sedan lifts apart. The body shell rises away with its wheel arches empty, and so does the Trashy body that comes down to replace it, because the wheels belong to the skateboard chassis and never leave it. The Trashy settles onto that chassis and drives out of frame.

Anyone with an address can call

Person

A super at 10 p.m. A restaurant about to close. A contractor finishing a job site on a Saturday.

Schedule

Nightly, weekly, whatever the building runs on. Set once, then nobody thinks about it again.

Sensor

The trash room hits full and calls on its own. The first anyone hears about it is Trashy showing up.

It pulls up and waits

Trashy stops where a delivery van legally could, including a brief double park with its lights on. It holds while you load. If it cannot stop, it circles the block and sends a new time.

It holds while you load

A Trashy stands at the curb. Its two light strips change from the white it runs with to the blue it holds with, and then one half of its flat lid lifts on the centre hinge and stands open, ready to be loaded.

One gesture

Open the lid

It splits down the middle, so it opens from whichever side you are standing on.

Load

You carry it as far as the kerb and no further. The whole top is open, so the bag goes straight in.

Tap done

No forms, no signature, no standing on the sidewalk waiting for a truck.

A Trashy with one half of its flat top lid standing open on the centre hinge. The sides stay closed.

It’s gone

Nothing sits on the curb. No overnight pile. No 5 a.m. haul.

Every run records itself. Weight, a photo of the sealed load and a time, in the account before it reaches the corner.

The same curb at night, empty and clean, with nothing left on it.

Sal Delancey St, Lower East Side

Twenty-two years on this block. Never missed a Tuesday. Now there's no Tuesday.

41 rats found this helpful

Rocco Prospect Park, Brooklyn

Took the whole playground in ten minutes. Didn't even tip a bin over on the way out.

28 raccoons found this helpful

Walter Midtown

Nothing on the curb. Nothing. What am I supposed to do, eat bread?

19 pigeons found this helpful

Roy Lake Tahoe

Came down the mountain for a kitchen remodel. Got there at nine. It was already gone and nothing had eaten it.

77 bears found this helpful

Meet the Trashys

A Trashy: a matte black container body on a low electric skateboard chassis.

Trashy

Everyday pickup, built on a production electric skateboard. Bags, boxes and bins, one address at a time.

Big Trashy: the same matte black body on a bigger platform, with an open bed and a lift gate.

Big Trashy

The same vehicle, scaled up. An open bed and a lift gate, for the loads that were never going to fit in a bag.

The road ahead

Three phases, named so you can hold us to them. We are before the first one.

  1. 1

    Trashy, supervised

    Remote handlers, one person to ten units.

  2. 2

    Trashy on its own

    Night runs, no one on board.

  3. 3

    Trashy and the drop, automated

    No person loads.

We open neighborhoods in the order people ask

A block is either Coming, which means announced and in testing, or Vote, which means a building manager can request it. Nothing is Coming yet.

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