my great great great granddaughter sifting for clams in the Plasti-sea in 3070, unearthing an acrylic keychain of two background characters from a seasonal and soon forgotten anime about humanizing ww2 battles into 17 year old boys. On one side they are stood in mock military uniforms, the legs and arms of said uniform shortened to give a more boyish appearance. The other side has the same characters, this time crossdressing in womens lingerie.
This is joyous. If she finds the right collector in the exchange market she could receive up to three days rations, that is, if noone steals it from her before she gets there.