Bins

As I tried the door of the fenced-off area to the bins I heard someone pipe up, "Hold on a minute." I pushed the door open with a little force to find one man getting up off the floor, awkwardly, in a cramped space by his rucksack, as he said, "Come on, we've got to go," to another man next to him. The man next to him was squatted over a flattened out empty crisp packet on the ground, hands steady with his mobile phone. He said, "I've got to take a photo of this crisp packet. I'm a student."

I slung my bag of rubbish into one of the big bins and closed the door behind them.