Drowning in Cash

Apple Magpie

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May 6, 2014
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“No, thank you.” Now the man was just messing with him. At times like this he almost wished he was back home, where he only had to follow instructions and everything else would fall into place.

Dealing with police was always so annoying… “If you’re going to give orders there’s no need to decorate them.” He set his things down and reached into his pocket, pulling out a crisp black wallet. He opened it, peered inside, flipped his fingers through, and declared, “It’s about five hundred.”

A true statement. He’d be an idiot if he tried to stuff all of his money in there.
 
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