1. Watching this I can smell the money, and it's stronger than I can smell real things anymore. Is that normal, do you think? I just tried smelling the real money from my wallet and it only smells like the wallet, which is like an old-time men's shop.
2. My grandmother used to count money from the restaurant while sitting at the kitchen table or on her bed. She'd hold a stack of bills in one hand and fan the other hand across it at fan-blade speed to slide it to make another stack at a slightly different angle, and count the bills silently at the same time. Sometimes she'd cradle the stack in both hands like a baby bird and push the bills one by one at similar high speed outward and to one side with her thumb. Sometimes she'd hold the stack in one palm-up hand and run down through it with two fingers of the other hand like legs running down stairs, until all the bills were cupped in the upper hand. All this while her knuckles were as big as walnuts from arthritis. The money was taped in bundles with mucilage and pencil-marked strips of paper and kept in shoeboxes. I think that's the money that I'm smelling.
Todd Rundgren - The Smell of Money: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bcubvgBMfk
Living in a modern country with a would be (already is ?) king, counting money is easy as the different denominations (the number of dollars) are colour coded, hence $5 notes are orange (like your king, and all he is worth, if that) $10 notes are blue, $20 is green, but a nicer green than U.S. money, $50 is purple, and the $100 note is red. And they are all of different sizes, maybe to help the blind. So you just count how many of each colour, you don't have to peer at each one to see if it is a buck or fifty. But then we also don't give total ultimate power to one man.
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1. Watching this I can smell the money, and it's stronger than I can smell real things anymore. Is that normal, do you think? I just tried smelling the real money from my wallet and it only smells like the wallet, which is like an old-time men's shop.
2. My grandmother used to count money from the restaurant while sitting at the kitchen table or on her bed. She'd hold a stack of bills in one hand and fan the other hand across it at fan-blade speed to slide it to make another stack at a slightly different angle, and count the bills silently at the same time. Sometimes she'd cradle the stack in both hands like a baby bird and push the bills one by one at similar high speed outward and to one side with her thumb. Sometimes she'd hold the stack in one palm-up hand and run down through it with two fingers of the other hand like legs running down stairs, until all the bills were cupped in the upper hand. All this while her knuckles were as big as walnuts from arthritis. The money was taped in bundles with mucilage and pencil-marked strips of paper and kept in shoeboxes. I think that's the money that I'm smelling.
Todd Rundgren - The Smell of Money:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bcubvgBMfk
I vaguely remember money ... back when the rich let us have a little.
Living in a modern country with a would be (already is ?) king, counting money is easy as the different denominations (the number of dollars) are colour coded, hence $5 notes are orange (like your king, and all he is worth, if that) $10 notes are blue, $20 is green, but a nicer green than U.S. money, $50 is purple, and the $100 note is red.
And they are all of different sizes, maybe to help the blind.
So you just count how many of each colour, you don't have to peer at each one to see if it is a buck or fifty.
But then we also don't give total ultimate power to one man.
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