You heard the rumor. You came anyway

Word travels that this quiet town's trash bins hide real money — forgotten heirlooms, broken electronics, dusty collectibles tossed out and forgotten. You showed up to see for yourself, and now you're broke, in debt to half the shopkeepers in town, and standing over a bin full of someone else's junk with nothing but your own two hands.

RESTORE, don't just resell

Every item you dig out starts out dirty, broken, and worth almost nothing. That's where the real game begins. Wipe away years of grime at your cleaning table, work your way up through better tools and techniques, and watch a corroded nobody-object turn into something a customer will actually stop and admire. What you sell is only worth what you were willing to put into it.

Race the morning trash trucks

Trash bins around town fill up overnight and get emptied on a schedule. Plan your route, grab what you can carry, and get to each one before the truck does — because whatever you don't take is gone until tomorrow.

Your shop, your rules

Set your own prices, haggle face-to-face with customers who don't always agree with your numbers, and decide what's worth cleaning and what's worth flipping as-is. No one's telling you how to run the counter.

Or skip the small talk — sell it as scrap

Not every piece deserves the cleaning table. Drop raw materials at the scale and get paid on the spot, at whatever the market's paying that day. Prices shift daily, and once in a while a headline event sends one material's value through the floor or through the roof — check the morning paper and time your sales.

Dig yourself out, one debt at a time

You owe the grocer, the diner owner, the hardware store, the tailor, and the town itself. Pay them off one by one, in whatever order makes sense for you, and watch your standing in town change as you do.