Today I will be made into a dollar bill. Im going to be printed by the Bureau of Engraving and Printing in Washington, D.C. I am put through engraving and printing. The next thing I remember was being in a cash register at Dollar General. It was dark and claustrophobic in there. I heard a customer checking out her items. The cashier opened the register and pulled me out. I was placed in the customers hand. She walked out to her car, which was an old beat up 1972 Gran Torino that looked as if it was about to fall apart at any given time.The lady placed me in her wallet. I could barely breathe in there, and the old lady had strong perfume on. I heard her open her car door, and she put me and her purse down on the passenger side of her car. The car wreaked. I could tell this was going to be a journey.
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