When I'm winding up a trip, I enjoy the challenge of timing the end of everything just right: using the dregs of my travel bottle of shampoo for my last shower and getting on the plane with only a tiny handful of change in the local currency.
Trevor collects coins, so I've been thwarted in my attempts to spend every last tetri. But I won't let him keep the paper money, since unlike in Zambia it's actually worth something.
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