existence of a currency

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Him for a hundred new bills in hard, pulling the boy pulled out on, watching it forever. At day after his uncle took the money to buy some marbles. She received a bill selling beautiful, meticulous puzzle it with some new bill giving a classmate. One day he gave small hope that the crippled beggar.

Beggars' star removed the import bill with another dirty old coins. For him the important thing then is to have enough money to buy cold remedies. Bill in the pharmacy at the hands of his clean young pharmacists few days. Then it was used to pay extra for a middle-aged woman. Woman Preface to the street, suddenly jerked the basket. All the money in the basket just enough to buy the drug bandit quench struggle.

Bill started tearing down, tearing a few small holes. It experienced many joys and sorrows, through which human hands: her fish, sweeper ... One time there was infiltration of a whole blood collecting bottles so you have to scratch glass. Then she hands the bill to sell tea. She used it for her rotten snack pretty fair skinned. When I got home, her mother saw blackened bills, begging. She shouted angrily, saying that this money is full of germs. She snatched the bill in her hand accidentally torn in half and throw it down the road.

The wind blew half the bill flew to a tree, the other half fly down the drain. The next morning, the old man had passed, the bill picked up half wet dew, to take home. She is married to half its other bills by the tape of. When the field goes old pension, bicycle flat tire. She took the money paid for the car guy pumping. He looks very young, the same age of 15.16.

That night, with enough money smells rotten, foul, fishy, sour, spicy and many bacteria are imbued his grip on the salty tears of teenage boys. Now the old bill spurious and sleeping soundly in the sheet of paper scribbled students: "Keep forever! These are amounts earned his first



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