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

expecting the familiar chirp, but the screen flashed a bright crimson border instead.

A robotic voice announced that an unexpected item was in the bagging area, and the entire terminal froze.

“Is there a problem over here?” Kevin asked, stepping out from behind his podium, the loose change jingling in his right trouser pocket.

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