I git by on scrappin’, copper ‘n ‘luminum. Make ‘bout thirty bucks a month. Tote a croker sack with me ever’where I go ‘n keep ‘n eye on the groun’, ‘n if I see a piece a copper wire er a ‘luminum can er some’um, I chuck it in the sack.‘N when the sack starts weighin’ me down, gettin’ heavy, I dump it out ‘n sort the copper from the ‘luminum ‘n take it to the scrap-yard fer cash.

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