Jason took a step back and looked at his creation, he hadn’t known what to do after that ill-fated night and he still didn’t know what to do, but this seemed like a good start, for people were already pausing to look, their brows creasing thoughtfully.
When the disaster happened and the world was changed for good most forgot the truth. That money hadn’t been the cause; it had just been the lubricant.
Perhaps these familiar figures would let others see the truth.
Money wasn’t evil, just as Monopoly hadn’t proven just to be a game.
For it was reality.
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nope, not pam 
good one Deb!
Three wise monopoly men
… never met them!
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We had monopoly wars at home 😄
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and we 🙂 Then 500 then scrabble … nothing was sacred 🙂
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One of my favourite memories of childhood 🙂
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mine would be have to be camping with the extended family. All my cousins were older so I was privy to some cracker prawning, singing around the campfire, mud skiing, all piling into a car [23] .. anything for harmless fun 🙂
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This is an intriguing story! Leaves you thinking. Thanks for joining in.
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Thanks Sadje, I wanted to do something a bit different
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You’re welcome
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BTW, if you don’t mind, are you Deb as Kate called you or Pam?
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I’m Deb Whittam from Twenty Four, I just kept being called Pam, so I thought why ot 🙂
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Oh, I didn’t know that. So we have met before you became Pam, or Not Pam!
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Sure did, I’ve been enjoying your blog for a long time ☺️
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Thank you so much Deb💞
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I was one of the guilty ones ‘Pam’ – sorry, Deb. Funny how the mention of Monopoly brings back so many memories! 😊
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😃
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