This was written by my Dad, so this goes to you Pops!
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"Spare some change please?"
A man in a black coat dropped something shiny onto the blanket.
Danny picked up the small, mirror-like disc. "What's this?"
The stranger stopped but did not turn. "Change. It's what you wanted, isn't it?"
Danny stared at the disc. His reflection, old beyond his years, stared back.
Suddenly, his ears were pounded by loud music. He looked up to find himself at a party.
"Danny, I've got some great gear. Interested?"
Danny glanced back at the disc, now seeing a fresh-faced teenager.
"Nah, I'll give it a miss", and the disc was gone.