The Magical Downtown Dumpster

Through several months of observation, I have learned that dumpsters in downtown are not only receptacles of garbage, but also serve as receptacles for clean toilet paper and crack pipes for the homeless, as well as meeting locations for solo or group sexual encounters.  What has really caught my attention is that this activity has seemed to move to one particular dumpster.

Originally the above mentioned actions were witnessed in Pantless Alley and thus, inspired the name for this blog and the twitter account.  This made sense since Pantless Alley is half alley that provides ample privacy.  In the past several months, there has been relatively little action in Pantless Alley.  Instead Pantless Alley has become a state of mind that been transported to this one magical dumpster that I can see out my front window.

Out of my front window, I look down on a parking lot and "alley," which is really more a street since there are only buildings on one side. The other side is enclosed with a chained link fence, which separates the parking lot from the alley. So as alleys go this provides the least amount of privacy. Yet,  this is where the magical dumpster resides and the pantless state of mind seems to be centered.  I have watched people masturbating, smoking crack, taking a dump and doing a variety of other activities all pantless by this particular magical dumpster in this non-alley.

Just this afternoon, I watched a man walk up to the dumpster, take a piece of cardboard out and pull down his pants.  At that point, it was a toss up as to whether he was going to masturbate or go to the restroom. He then squatted and went to the bathroom on the piece of cardboard. He pulled up his pants, threw the cardboard in the trash (which I thought was quite thoughtful) and then pulled a clean roll of toilet paper out of the dumpster and wiped himself. He did this while people were parking their cars in the parking lot in clear view of him, and while people were walking their dogs in the alley.

This is the same dumpster I photographed and mentioned in a previous post, where I witnessed a man take his crackpipe from the dumpster, smoke it and then masturbate publicly.  I have also seen another man riding his bike in circles in this alley, seemingly sucked into the dumpster's aura, stopping to smoke crack only by the magical, mythical dumpster.  Even now there is a guy, doing some undisclosed activity around the dumpster.  It is an amazing magnet for pantless activity. His back is to me, so, your guess is as good as mine as to what he is doing.