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 aimed with precision by the rusty pipe at unsuspecting victims, and wondered if anyone would believe that I hadn't actually intended to build a bomb.
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