Flipping coins into the window

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Too many congenial barbs fly about while waiting in the line. Two in front starts a chatter with one four behind. They like meeting in such circumstances and hold a far more intrusive conversation than either could alone warbling in the public domain with their mobiles.

At the teller, where everybody leans heavy into the counter and is reason enough to not touch for more than is necessary, the woman behind wears her hair in three colours. Touching the meager bag of coins once then three times, she pauses, then asks, "Are you saving for something? There are other accounts with a higher interest rate."

Where apparently nobody deposits ten dollar amounts at a time any more.

Soon Van - Friday, 8 September 2006 - 20:14

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