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Because...we always did?
When I was a kid one of my favorite things about going to the mall was throwing coins in the fountain there. The mall collected the coins and donated them to charity. My mother told us it was for luck. Similarly, a fancy restaurant we liked to go to for milestones had a wishing well, and we always took coins just to throw in the wishing well. I have a very fond and fuzzy memory of being a very little girl and having my oma help me to throw coins into the wishing well.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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