I was a coin someone dropped into a vending machine. Then I was the machine.
One day three guys in jumpsuits came and took me from my place in front of the WalMart. They put a blanket over me, strapped me into in a van, drove me a long, long ways. We seemed to be going in circles. When they uncovered me again, I was in a gleaming white corridor in the bowels of an office building, far beneath the surface of the earth.
