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That's not a dumpster. It's a feminist. Literally. She was transformed against her will a month ago. Now she just sits here, overflowing with rotting garbage. The stench is unbelievable, but she can't do anything about it. Last night, some homeless guy unzipped his pants and pissed all over her side for a good minute. She felt every second of that warm stream soaking into her rusted metal. This morning, a woman angrily dumped an entire bag of clumping cat litter into her, the heavy, dusty granules spreading over everything. She was muttering about her roommate's stupid cat as she did it, completely oblivious to the sentient dumpster she was punishing with the foul waste.