Hey person, look at this. I don’t think it belongs here. What is it?
It’s all mixed in with the rocks and dirt, but I think it’s made of metal. There’s not supposed to be metal on my trails. Where do you think it came from?
Do you think somebody’s jewelry fell apart and they lost this part of it here?
Oh, I know. It was one of those pack rats. They like shiny objects, don’t they? I bet a pack rat stole it and then dropped it here because it wasn’t shiny any more. See, it’s not very shiny. I thought metal was supposed to be shiny.
Do you think I should go find that pack rat and give this back to him? After all, this is littering. He shouldn’t have dropped this here.
Maybe if you shined it up person, that pack rat would want it again? Could you shine it up, person?
You will? And you know what it is? It’s a what?
It doesn’t look anything like a penny, person. I’ve seen pennies before. My younger person always leaves them lying on the counter. They’re round, person. Don’t you know anything?
It got what? Smashed in a machine?
Look at that, person. You shined it up and it says stuff. Hey, wait a minute. This penny says it’s from Williams. I don’t believe it! That pack rat brought this penny all the way from Williams. I’ll never be able to find him to give it back.
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