Caroline thought about the Muppet chef when her teacher spoke.  Her teacher, an economics professor and Swede, transplanted herself to sunny Los Angeles after being fatigued from a lifetime of Scandanavian winters.  Caroline zoned in and out of the Swede’s lecture and thought about a new couch she had been wanting:  muddy green leather with wooden claws.  Unless her neighbor suddenly thought it hideous and put it out on the curb, she would never be able to afford it.  Because how much would that cost!  How much was the everchanging dollar worth, anyhow?  From that moment she began to equate all purchases in terms of 99-cent Jack in the Box tacos.


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