I used to daydream about scooping up fistfuls of coins and scattering them like a shower of seed. I saw almost no one could resist collecting those coppers, how they'd jostle each other and butt heads to snatch them up, coins they all thought were theirs and theirs alone.
l danju sam sanjario kako grabim pune šake kovanica i bacam ih kao sijač žito pa gledam kako gotovo nitko ne može odoljeti da ih ne skuplja , kako se ljudi oko njih svađaju i poput ovnova jedan drugoga guraju glavama ne bi li skupili