His car is in fact worn out.

The antiques my father left when he died turned out to be nothing but worthless junk.

The drawer is stuffed full of odds and ends.

People ask me 'why would you want to cherish a piece of junk like that?' But this little beauty means the world to me.

"What shall we do with the rubbish, Mr Wood?", asked Pip.

This car is no better than junk.

Get the rubbish out of the building.

Burn this rubbish on the fire.

They looked at the rubbish, then they looked at each other.

Unbelievable cultural decline, stupendous ignorance, idealistic rubbish, and obscurantism find their strongest support among American reactionaries.