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There are dumpster bins for recycling around the city in certain spots. So I have an extra trash can to save everything recyclable. Yesterday, Jeff and I went to the bin and I started to dump the recycling stuff in the dumpster and some old man starts yelling at us. "That isn't a trash dumpster!" "I know it isn't. We're recycling!" He continued to glare at us, like he didn't beieve it. I'm sure he thought some young hooligans couldn't possibly care about recycling. Me with my nose ring and funky boots and Jeff with his scraggly beard and tattoos.