[ There's a man going around the red zones of the city today! And he's doing a pretty bad job of being sneaky about it. ]

[ ... Rather, he's pointedly banging an iron rod against anything that'll make a returning noise. ]

Finding these things is taking way too damn long...

[A new face seems to have found an old recyclable bag and is cautiously walking around the neutral zone. She pauses to check the debris, occasionally placing anything of interest into her bag. If your eyes are really good, you might have spotted her wandering the red zones before, but you wouldn't be greeted by a long, empty stare then.]