Money is a passport. A document allows its owner to travel. Your money is your long arm, reaches the goods without touching the original contexts, you pay the cash so you carry the good. The flying carpet.

Poverty is a motor, and no traveller has money. The soft currency travels as workers to the hard currency, while the hard currency travels as tourists to the soft currency.

Issuing bank-notes is, like issuing passports, the absolute monopol of the state. One contributes to the other. Classifying, grouping, controlling and managing values expands to the human being, fixing them to be just national properties.

The flexibility of bank-notes is as deceiving as visa-notes, where nothing really moves, the phantom of moving is hiding a process of stagnation of identity. Each nation has its own currency, its own symbols. The format is fixed, the design varies.