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I have a large jar on my desk filled with the change and dollar bills I pick up from around my house. It's my grown-up piggy bank. If I could ever get my boyfriend to stop taking quarters from it for coffee and actually fill it to the top (it's perpetually 3/4ths full, it seems), my plan is to take it to the bank and use the free coin sorter to cash it all in...then start over again.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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