A year has gone by since the Rana Plaza factory collapsed, but the site remains a rubbish tip. Clothing labels still swirl around, remnants of burned trousers remain clamped between concrete blocks, and hooded sweaters lie covered in sand. Ordinary Bangladeshi’s stroll over the debris, digging for usable steel on a terrain that still has an unpleasant smell. “The death,” says a bystander. A memorial sign for the 1,133 victims of the disaster cannot be found, unless you count the pile of bones and a skull carefully laid out on the ground at the entrance.
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