The Magic ATM Machine

I went to get cash from an ATM on Market Street in San Francisco. Two machines in the room; one being used and the other said “out of order”.

While waiting for the good machine I observed a homeless-looking old man walking… slowly, painfully… down the other side of the street.

Suddenly the out-of-order machine spat out a twenty. Just two of us there, me and the guy on the good machine.

I took the $20, held it up and said: “Is this anybody’s?”

The other guy looked strangely at me.

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