This is a street in Caracas. The trash in the street is Venezuelan paper money, worth so little it's not worth picking up.

I remember talking with my landlady in Erlensee, Germany, many years ago. As a little girl in the 1920's she remembered her father going out to buy some firewood for the furnace - and realizing it would be cheaper just to burn the banknotes in the furnace.

Onward and upward,
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