I found a bottle of Oxycodone... on the plane. I will not lie. I almost kept it. Of course I sent it back to the man in major pain (or addict)...
Then I found a dollar in the van. I did keep that. Sort of, I gave it to the driver for his tip!!
I did lose my diamond tennis bracelet. By diamond, I mean CZ...
What goes around comes around.
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