Ryan's Journal

It costs two dollars to enter the graveyard where Benjamin Franklin is buried in Philadelphia. People throw money on his grave like a wishing well; also like one: the custodian sweeping up coins said to one mom, 'Tell him to make a wish before he throws it down.' And what, the dead Ben will make it come true?

Usually it's a roll of the other kind of dead Benjamin that makes dreams come true.

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