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Character ..................... Johnathan pulls out of his jean pocket, a black, worn-out, leather wallet. The torn leather looked like peeled paint would on a wall. He flips it open like a F.B.I agent would do to their badge-holder. Inside his old wallet, I see a picture of him and a adorable baby boy. Probably his son. I also see countless credit cards, and gift cards, line the walls of his wallet. A visa, a witcoulls card, a Air New Zealand gold lounge card, a New Zealand drivers licence, and, of course, money. And accompanying the money on their long journey, were some old receipts. New World receipts, Paper Plus receipts, a jungle of receipts! He pulls out fourty dollars, two twenties making up the fourty dollars. He then flips it shut, and shoves the leather-torn wallet back into his dark jeans. The old F.B.I wallet nowhere in sight.

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