Like most women, I carry a wallet. And that wallet has a place for loose change.
And when that loose change builds up, said wallet becomes heavy. So heavy, in fact, that if I was accosted on the street and swung my purse around, I could knock a perp cold with one accurately placed whack.
That happened to me yesterday – oh, sorry – not the accosting and perp and whack thing; I picked up my rather large purse … um, let’s call it more like a bag, or a work bag, or a satchel I could hide a small dog in … ANYWAY: I picked up my purse and it must have weighed 5 pounds.
Probably 4 of those 5 pounds was loose change in my wallet, which is surprising because I almost always leave all my change in the tip cup at my favorite coffee stand.
Which got me to thinking about loose change, and then the word change.

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