After hearing the case, the arbitrator rules that the work was shoddy, but still must be paid, awarding 70C to John and 30C to the neighbor. He then takes his 10C cut from each party, leaving John with 60 C.
Wanting to go visit a friend who's broken her leg, John puts some gas in his car. This sets him back 9.30C. He then drive's to his friends place, paying 11.30C in tolls on the privately owned toll roads.
His friend asks for some vicodin to deal with the pain. He wants to buy 40 capsules, but the pharmacist initially claims to be out of stock because he'd sold out to the local teenagers for a party. Slipping him an extra 10C note greases the deal, so he's set back 12.26C
He arrives at his friends' place and they go to the pub. John buys four pints for 3C (it's a 4 for 3 special for happy hour.) The local hoodlums then shake him down for another 10C. (He checks with the local private security guy, but he informs John that the thugs had given him 50C to look the other way for the night, so unless his offer is better...)
On the way back, he buys two kebabs for 2C and a couple of coffees at 1C each.
About four hours later, he starts to vomit. He staggers to the ER, but his bank account was drained recently when his bank went bankrupt, and he doesn't have the entry fee. He returns home and dies of food poisoning.
Tax paid: 0C.
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