The world has a chance
Today as every day, I was taking a cattle transport to go at the slavery enclave. When I get on the bus, the unfriendly animal hugging the wheel punched his damn machine to force me paying for the already unpleasant ride -the ride costs me $1.75-. So, I've inserted coins like a monkey, until the machine says the amount wasn't enough. One of the coins was a fake coin -this was over-. I've desesperatedly checked but my pockets were empty. The only money I had was a single paper -a single $10-. This kind of bus optionally offers you change if you ask to the driver, so I've delicately asked the animal for change. The bastard grunt yells "No". Well, as I predicted "this was over", feeling the defeat on my eyes I decided to get out. Suddenly, a human female voice raises in the middle of the raging cattle -I asked to myself "a reasoning mind? jammed in the clueless beasts?"-, the woman kindly offers me the coin that I was in the need of, she asks "How much do you need?", and I replied "$0.50, thanks". She graciously gave me "$1.00" -twice-, and I returned the change including my fake coin... The fake coin is on the outside world again, moving freely everywhere, this story will be a neverending story, inevitably. Maybe -and I wish not- we see each other once again little metallic demon.