People began to attach meaning to each wrapper. Some kept a capsule for a single monumental event—confessing love, quitting a job, testifying in court. Others used them like band-aids for small ruptures: a capsule for a first date, a capsule for the bravery to keep the second one. The city, hungry and resilient, adapted. Coffee shops started offering "drip menus" with no capsules, only metaphors. The alley sprouted a mural of a vending machine with a smiling coin slot and a cloud of tiny marbles scattering into the skyline.