The production and disposal of mobile phones affect the environment. Manufacturing requires rare minerals, contributing to mining-related pollution. Old phones often end up in landfills, releasing toxic chemicals. However, initiatives for recycling and sustainable production are growing. Brands now design phones with longer lifespans, and recycling programs recover valuable materials, reducing environmental harm. Responsible consumption can mitigate these issues.​

The production and disposal of mobile phones affect the environment. Manufacturing requires rare minerals, contributing to mining-related pollution. Old phones often end up in landfills, releasing toxic chemicals. However, initiatives for recycling and sustainable production are growing. Brands now design phones with longer lifespans, and recycling programs recover valuable materials, reducing environmental harm. Responsible consumption can mitigate these issues.​

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