His presence at Red River Storage was a gamble born of a coworker’s anecdote about vintage guitars and forgotten fortunes. As the metal door of Unit 32 groaned upward, the crowd let out a collective sigh of disappointment. There was no gleaming chrome, no mid-century furniture, and no hidden electronics. There were only shelves—rows upon rows of giant glass water jugs, the vintage office cooler variety, each one filled to the neck with coins.
The professional bidders scoffed, their interest evaporating instantly. To them, the unit represented nothing but back-breaking labor and a logistical nightmare. They saw a “pennies mess” that would take weeks to sort and even longer to cash in. But as Daniel stared at the fifty or so jugs, his mind didn’t see a chore; it saw volume. And in the world of currency, volume equals value. When the bidding stalled at $125, Daniel felt a spark of intuition. He pushed the bid to $250—half of his remaining grocery money—and as the auctioneer’s gavel fell, he became the owner of a literal ton of pocket change.READ MORE BELOW
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