I know your siblings leave a foul smell in my fingers too.
And I know that you’re still valuable despite your ugliness.
But I can’t bear your dirt anymore. I can’t keep you.
No easy way to clean you up… you’re stained irreversibly.
So I’ll have to use you -to get rid of you.
Soon.
At 7/11 -they will love you there.
I hate dirty coins! ugggh!
