I have dollar on my desk. It's folded quite neatly. It's next to the cigar box. (I don't smoke cigars, but the box holds various potentially important notes and scribblings.) The dollar does not accomplish much sitting there like that. For instance, there's a lotto drawing tonight, and had I purchased a ticket, that dollar could've been a chance to deliver some millions of dollars into my bank account. But, as I said, I have no ticket, I have only the dollar. It doesn't even stare at me. The George Washington, half visible, stares instead at the cigar box.
However, the cigar box taunts me.
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