The Vanishing Jitney

Even a nickel wasn't worth five cents any more. In a survey of Manhattan, the Daily Mirror found that a candy bar cost 7-c-, shoelaces were two for 15-c-. In a penny arcade, slot-machine psychoanalysis was 2-c- throw. Quipped one shopkeeper, overhauling his price lists on patent medicines: "If you experience stomach distress due to hyperacidity, it will now cost you 6-c-."

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