Dumpster

Hiding from the police, Dima spent the night in a dumpster.

The next morning, Dima got out of the dumpster, but only to realize that all of his clothes now smelled like garbage.

"I can't say I much like that choice," Dima sighed. "To be honest, my head's been all blurry ever since I woke up in a dumpster this morning..."

"Sleeping in a dumpster, huh?" Al-Sayib asked. "That must have been a smelly experience."

"It was a big dumpster," Dima said. "And there was a lot of food, so... It wasn't exactly uncomfortable. But yes, smellier than a donkey's behind."

He's a dumpster diver.

Tom took cover behind a dumpster.

Everything goes in the dumpster.

Tom threw the gun into a dumpster.

Tom is a dumpster diver.

He realized with a brief shudder that Kurt probably used this flashlight while nipple-deep in dumpsters, had an image of Kurt transferring it from his gloved hands to his mouth and back again as he dug through bags of kitchen and toilet waste, looking for discarded technology.

[…]with the uncanny ability to always look like he just woke up in a dumpster