I'm bad at letting go. When I was a kid my grandpa gave me 500 Danish crowns one summer. It was a lot of money and I wanted to treat it solemnly. I couldn't imagine buying something like a toy or candy with it, though those were the only things I really wanted at the time. I saved it instead. I took it back to America, thinking I would wait until there was something really special to use it on, something that would then become a physical keepsake of my grandpa. I put the bill into a book, keeping it pressed and in perfect condition.
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