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The coin in my palm is light and quite old. It must be, we haven't used physical money for so long that it takes some explaining to the kids what it is. This one is copper and through the striking green that spreads over the surface I can make out "In God We Trust." I used to like that about the old money. It might not have been gold but at least it was something tangible. I take the old hanky from my pocket I usually keep for wiping by glasses and wrap it up, tucking it in my pocket. I chuckle to remember an old rhyme; "Find a penny, pick it up, and all day have good luck." I'll keep this one safe, no selling it, it's a keeper.

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The coin is a relic of the money-nexus, when gaining help or the things you need to live on depended on having such things.