Staten Island Transfer Station
Staten Island Transfer Station occupies a small portion of the site of the former Fresh Kills landfill near the old Plant #2 40°34′49″N 74°11′38″W / 40.580267°N 74.193994°W / 40.580267; -74.193994 The transfer station - an integral part of New York City's Solid Waste Management Plan - is expected to process an average of 900 tons per day of Staten Island-generated residential and municipal waste. The waste is compacted inside the 79,000-square-foot (7,300 m2) facility into sealed 12-foot (3.7 m) high by 20-foot (6.1 m) long intermodal shipping containers, which are then loaded, four containers each car, onto flatbed rail cars to be hauled by rail to a Republic Services landfill in South Carolina. The eight mile (13 km) Staten Island Railway freight service, which connects the facility to the national rail freight network via the Arthur Kill Vertical Lift Bridge, was reactivated in April 2007, after it had been closed in 1991.
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