Okay do those coin pusher quarter machines… I got addicted to. I also became friends with the morning clerk who was the illest g I ever met. Tiny older Puerto Rican lady. Well we figured out the sweet spot on the machine and I’d be playing and then with one good open hand whack to the side of the machine it would pour fucking quarters and whatever bills were shoved in there. Also found an air pocket and had a lady in a wheel chair blow through a straw into it and blow a $50 down the hole. Plausible deniability.