A coin

What happens when we have spare change and we ask ourselves: do people deserve it?


It all starts the same way. 

Alarm goes off at 5:30 am. So begins that replay button, stuck on Monday to Friday, only pausing for a brief blink of an eye called the weekend. The cold shower is the only rush of the day then organic yogurt with gluten-free granola and berries grown by Buddhist monks.

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