I Need a Beer

A tiny old man steps up on an inverted milk carton as he flips back the dumpster's lid.  The lid thuds against the cinder block wall of the convenience store as he stands on his tip toes to reach inside the big bin of rubbish.  He digs around, evidenced by occasional trash falling out, and continues with his rummaging. 

Expired donuts, with a variety of other expired food items, that are thrown out by the convenience store attract the homeless to the dumpster like token feedings.  The intersection is sprinkled with a homeless population who knows the day, time and exact employee responsible for the food's disposal.  They patiently wait in the alley's shadows, quietly watching for their next meal to be pitched.