Sometimes I like to do my cutting outdoors with the natural lighting. I have to say to all you good people who walk by my bench muttering about the litter: GET BENT. I've always cleaned up my trash. When I'm done cutting, around sunset, I will pick up all my microscopic BIODEGRADABLE (just like you) pieces of magazines that you are so deathly afraid of stepping on. While I'm at it I pick up other people's trash because I am an upstanding proactive citizen. I have never seen anyone else picking trash up besides the one guy who started to pick up my litter. Bless his God fearing heart. I can only imagine how concerned you are, seeing as how 2 dimensional trash riles you so much, about the neglected kids, crackheads, terminal ill patients and lonely people I pass by on my way to the bench. Now I shall pray for you. Thank you.