Why Martha Saved Five Hundred Paper Receipts From Her Weekly Grocery Trips

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“I got them,” Brenda said, her voice barely louder than the hum of my refrigerator.

She placed the roll on the table, right over the red gift card that still sat untouched in its silver envelope.

The paper was wide, with green margins and columns of tiny black numbers that stretched from edge to edge.

“The night shift supervisor left the office door continue reading …