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His Wallet's Back!

This post speaks for itself. Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Jake Bronstein:

Call #1. 11PM, Monday night. 23 hours after my hold-up.
?Hello, my name is Gladys. I found your wallet outside my door. Everything?s still in it and I?d like to give it back to you. I?ll call you again.?
She left no number. And how did she know what was in my wallet to begin with?

It was pretty curious to say the least. If she hadn?t called my work number, the phone number on my business cards not the one I posted in the doorway, I probably wouldn?t have believed her at all. But I did. I believed her.Follow this tale to the end, if you dare. Notes Jake, "WARNING?THIS IS A WORDY ONE."
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