Remember when you had pockets full of change? Quarters, dimes, nickels… for the parking meter, the newspaper box. Now? It’s all plastic. ‘Oh, that’ll be $3.79.’ Tap! No change. My wallet’s just a sleek, empty card holder. What am I going to throw into a fountain? What am I going to give to Kramer when he needs to make a phone call? (He still uses payphones, obviously.) It’s like coins just decided, ‘You know what? We’re done. We’re out.’ It’s a coin-spiracy!
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