The Bill Has Eyes.

Yesterday, I drove to downtown Los Angeles for a court appearance.

I gave the parking lot attendant some cash and received change. Shortly thereafter, I unfolded one of the dollar bills the attendant gave me.

I saw something I've never seen before.

Splashed across the face of George Washington was the unmistakable reddish brown hue of dried blood.

I wondered what those "eyes" must have seen. Was this the product of a botched drug deal? A contested robbery? Only "George" knows. And he wasn't talking.