" the old-fashioned bamboo brooms—and of course, they were not actually made of bamboo, but hard plastic fibers fashioned to look like bamboo—they were just scraping the surface; they didn’t even make a dent in the sticky layers. “Aaah!” the girl, Izeki, abruptly cried out, after battling the mess of mulch for twenty minutes or so. “Geeez, my hands and my butt seriously huuuuurt! "