When I was working out for Marine Boot camp many years ago, I used to run up and down Revere Beach in Massachusetts around sunrise. Back in those days, there were some run-down nightclubs along the strip. On several occasions, I spotted bills blowing around that area, most likely falling out of the pockets of drunks reaching for their car keys to go home. One one occasion, I found close to $150 in 10s and 20s blowing around the parking lot in one of them.
Back in those days, that was a decent amount of money to find.
$150 isn’t too shabby even now to just be picking up.
Most I ever found at one time was a $20 in field across from a grocery store. It was faded so it had been there a good while.