Green_Fire & AncientMint
Hey, have you ever noticed how the tiny scratches on a coin are like a city’s graffiti? They’re like little stories etched in metal, just waiting for a bold hand to read them.
Ah, those scratches are less graffiti than the mint's own fingerprints, each ridge a quiet whisper of how the coin was struck, a history you can almost taste if you listen closely.
So true, those little scratches are like the city’s own signature, almost like a secret code we can’t ignore.
Indeed, each scratch is a quiet signature from the die, a secret code left by the craftsman, almost as if the metal itself is whispering its own history.