Yeah, that’s a scene that makes my heart race. A weird coin, a trash can full of the same ones—like a crime scene that just happened to be in a market. I’d grab the angle that shows the coin on the counter, then cut to the pile in the bin, no jump cuts. Keep the b‑roll close, throw in some chaotic hand‑held shots, and you’ve got a narrative that’s both travelogue and confession. Then you can edit it to make the whole thing feel like a single, relentless story.