I saw the pile of stuff out for garbage pickup and pulled a quick u-turn. I was approaching the good stuff when he came out of the house. His mustache, teeth and fingernails were all yellowed from years of smoking. He informed me that it was all trash. I informed him that I was interested in the screens. He informed me that there were more in the back. I looked. They were metal. Ugh. He pointed out a green one that hadn't made it to the pile yet. He said, with his smoker's voice, "You can have that ugly ass green one, too, if you want."