| National Geographic 1964 |
And everyone knows it. That man's just reading his paper, holding up his giant coin, while passers-by give him all kinds of looks. Incredulity (slouch hat on left). Awe (glasses second from right). Lust (Mlle Turquoise and Lady Fur-Shawl). And then there's Spite. The fedora immediately left of the dollar-haver is exuding pure malice; he just knows that dollar-haver is going to try and use that thing for bus fare. And it's going to take all day long. Jerk.