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Laundered Money

Ever since I found $84, as described in Partial Eclipse Of My Floor, my partner in crime has been envious of my ability to find money. I found a couple of dollars not long ago, when we went to watch the hang gliders, and a dollar over the weekend. Today I mentioned finding a dime, which he found equally impressive. Yesterday, I said, there was a nickel on the bus, but I didn’t pick it up because the floor looked like someone had peed on it. “What if it had been a ten dollar bill?” he asked. “You could always wash it.”

“No,” I replied. “Then it would be laundered money.”

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Author:

I am a rather obscure 14th C. poet, whose work has been translated into over thirty dialects of gibberish. I now spend my days translating from the gibberish into English and back again, as need be.

4 thoughts on “Laundered Money

  1. “Laundered Money”–what a dirty phrase in the whirling, twirling laundromats of Trump’s financiers et al. However, your phrase and intentions are squeaky clean.
    Find a shiny penny some day soon. Lucky You!

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  2. I launder money all the time. And tissues as I am hopeless about stashing money and tissues in my jeans pockets and forgetting to take them out prior to washing. Picking out dried tissues when folding, I don’t even want to mention. ~nan

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