You are walking down one of the streets of Centropolis when you find a shiny copper coin on the ground. A few steps away from the coin, you take notice of someone leaning against the wall. She seems to be looking at the coin.

She probably needs that coin more than you do. You decide to back away slowly, when she says, &quot;No. Go ahead. Take the coin.&quot;</p>
<p>You ask her if it&;s really okay for you to have the coin. She responds, &quot;I don&;t need it. It won&;t make me happy.&quot;</p>
<p>It won&;t make her happy? What could she be experiencing right now?</p>
<p>Before you can ask her about it, she continues, &quot;Everyone judges you unfairly. Justice is a fallacy. Nothing I do will bring her back. Used all my life&;s savings to buy a billboard and file a case against a murderer. The agency rejected my ad and the police are doing jack s***.&quot;</p>
<p>A moment of silence. You contemplate whether you should pry more or help her out in some way. She pulls out something from underneath her blanket. It&;s something you&;ve been eyeing for one reason or another. She gives it to you.</p>
<p>&quot;Thanks for listening to me.&quot; Her expression sombre, she waves at you and bids you goodbye.

She probably needs that coin more than you do. You decide to pick it up, and place it in her hand. She immediately clenches her fist around the coin, and smiles.</p>
<p>&quot;Thank you.&quot;, she says with a bow of her head. She pulls out something from underneath her blanket. It&;s something you&;ve been eyeing for one reason or another. She gives it to you.</p>
<p>&quot;Here&;s something for your trouble.&quot; She then waves at you and bids you goodbye.