I picked up a neighbor’s wallet out in the parking lot a couple of weeks ago. I didn’t know which apartment it belonged to, so I put up a sign near where I found it. Mr. Thirty-one called me the next day, and was immediately reunited with his property.
I just got back from running errands, including picking up laundry quarters at the bank. There was a voice mail from the bank, saying that someone had found my ID holder with my driver’s license in the parking lot.
Thank you, kind stranger, and thanks be for Karma, instant or not-so-instant.
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