1928 B United States Twenty-Dollar Bill

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Hey there potential new owner. Yeah, its me the old rectangle of 1928 financial glory with a permanent crease down my middle. I've been folded, pocketed, forgotten, rediscovered and possibly used as a book mark in a very boring book. This is my story told by me, Bill. I was born in 1928 back when money had class, jazz was loud, and everyone wore hats for no reason. I've survived the Great Depression, questionable wallets, and at least one laundry cycle I was absolutely not designed for. And yes, I've got a fold straight down the middle not a flaw, a battle scar. That crease is my autobiography. It says: "Someone once folded me like a note and then never sent me." My authenticity status is unverified, unconfirmed, unbothered. I might be a rare collectable. I might be a very convincing imposter. I might be the worlds oldest prank. Even I don't know anymore, I've been around too long to keep track. Why should you adopt me because then you will own a piece of history that's equal parts mys