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	<title>Comments on: 10 Places To Look When Scrounging For Change</title>
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		<title>By: Alison</title>
		<link>http://www.ncnblog.com/2009/02/12/10-places-to-look-when-scrounging-for-change/comment-page-1/#comment-216539</link>
		<dc:creator>Alison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jul 2011 01:06:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I usually look in vending machines or in the self check out lanes</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I usually look in vending machines or in the self check out lanes</p>
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		<title>By: Lauren</title>
		<link>http://www.ncnblog.com/2009/02/12/10-places-to-look-when-scrounging-for-change/comment-page-1/#comment-216247</link>
		<dc:creator>Lauren</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 May 2011 21:52:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Guess what I found  $40.00 in my old purse!!!!! Looks like I won!!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Guess what I found  $40.00 in my old purse!!!!! Looks like I won!!!!</p>
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		<title>By: uchatome</title>
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		<dc:creator>uchatome</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Mar 2010 21:46:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>On my daily bicycling routes I often find lots of change just laying on the side of the road.  Where there is one coin usually many are near it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On my daily bicycling routes I often find lots of change just laying on the side of the road.  Where there is one coin usually many are near it.</p>
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		<title>By: Ron</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ron</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Feb 2009 22:43:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Look under the drive thru window at any fast food restaurant ... just dodge the oncoming cars. There is always a ton of coinage there.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Look under the drive thru window at any fast food restaurant &#8230; just dodge the oncoming cars. There is always a ton of coinage there.</p>
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		<title>By: Ken</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ken</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 22:24:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Long story but right on point.

Many decades ago during my misspent youth, a couple of friends and I celebrated our college graduation by driving to the western U.S. We were bound and determined to keep driving and camping until we either ran out of money or lost patience with each other.

One day in New Mexico my friend Barry was driving and without checking with me stopped to pick up a hitchhiker. After a few hours we told him we were going to stop for lunch. We stopped in a small town and he then said he had no money for lunch but if we waited a couple of minutes he could probably get some and join us. Instead of heading towards a bank he started walking towards the town laundromat. Stunned, I whispered to my friend &quot;Holy crap. I think he&#039;s going to rob the laundromat.&quot;

We watched him as he walked into the laundromat and then up and down the rows of washing machines. Opening the lid of each empty machine he unscrewed the top of the agitator, lifted it up a little, reached down and came up with a handful of coins that had fallen out of people&#039;s clothing over the years. He then screwed the agitators back in. The whole time the laundromat attendant basically ignored him.

He walked up to my friends and I with about $7 in loose change. All he said was &quot;alright lets eat&quot;

Turns out that he had been living on the road for a couple of years. When he needed real money he would pick fruit but if he just needed a couple of bucks he headed to the local laundromat. If the machines were the right type and the manager didn&#039;t throw him out as a nuisance he said he could usually pocket from 2 to 12 dollars each time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Long story but right on point.</p>
<p>Many decades ago during my misspent youth, a couple of friends and I celebrated our college graduation by driving to the western U.S. We were bound and determined to keep driving and camping until we either ran out of money or lost patience with each other.</p>
<p>One day in New Mexico my friend Barry was driving and without checking with me stopped to pick up a hitchhiker. After a few hours we told him we were going to stop for lunch. We stopped in a small town and he then said he had no money for lunch but if we waited a couple of minutes he could probably get some and join us. Instead of heading towards a bank he started walking towards the town laundromat. Stunned, I whispered to my friend &#8220;Holy crap. I think he&#8217;s going to rob the laundromat.&#8221;</p>
<p>We watched him as he walked into the laundromat and then up and down the rows of washing machines. Opening the lid of each empty machine he unscrewed the top of the agitator, lifted it up a little, reached down and came up with a handful of coins that had fallen out of people&#8217;s clothing over the years. He then screwed the agitators back in. The whole time the laundromat attendant basically ignored him.</p>
<p>He walked up to my friends and I with about $7 in loose change. All he said was &#8220;alright lets eat&#8221;</p>
<p>Turns out that he had been living on the road for a couple of years. When he needed real money he would pick fruit but if he just needed a couple of bucks he headed to the local laundromat. If the machines were the right type and the manager didn&#8217;t throw him out as a nuisance he said he could usually pocket from 2 to 12 dollars each time.</p>
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