Things I brought to the recycling centre, probably causing speculation among the staff regarding my life choices:
1 rusty car exhaust pipe
10 injection needles (most of them used)
2 tiny capsules of butane gas
1 packet of painkillers
miscellaneous small electronic gadgets
I had just been clearing out some old junk at home. But while driving to the centre, I visualised a scenario where the ancient gas capsules exploded, turning the injection needles into deadly shrapnel, and wondered if anyone would believe that I hadn't actually intended to build a bomb.
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