He was called Dime, because that was all he ever claimed to
have on him, ‘just a dime bag, man, honestly…’
She was called Nickel, supposedly because of her job in ‘scrap’
metal, but really just because she was Dime’s girl.
Their life was a classic underprivileged story, a cycle of
crime and punishment, but every time he got caught, she stayed true, and tried
to prevent the next catch.
Until she won the lottery, hundreds of millions now hers.
Everyone told her to dump him, but she stayed true.
As did he.
But his jail buddies had other ideas.
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