Now it gets to be ignored, sitting on a pile of spare change, in my piggy bank.

The nickel was found in front of the “drynks” stand at the Renaissance Faire on Sunday.
The day before that, I went to Quillen Park. This weekend met my walking quota for the year.
Almost made me want to see a movie at Hexx Theater on Sunday night
just to go through a marathon of places I used to work at.

I would even go to the Camera Shanty if I could.
But that place has been something different for a million years now.