Why do pubs put foreign currency all over the wall? Christian noticed it for the first time and now he can't unsee it. Is it a love letter to international travellers, a quiet way for backpackers to offload useless złoty, or just lazy decor copied from every other pub in town?

Then somehow we end up stack-ranking who is the most miserable of the three. Christian wins on volume and consistency, but Josh wins on reaching the lowest depths, because he's Josh. 

Plus: the red cycle soft plastics betrayal, what landfill actually looks like (nobody knows), and the impossibility of living an ethical life when your iPhone, your AliExpress habit, and the billionaire's yacht are all part of the same problem.