Life as we know it
A story from Milan Mockovak: “While visiting my son in Sacramento, I got up of a Saturday morning to go to the grocery store. When I got to the parking-lot exit, I discovered I didn’t have my wallet. I parked the car on the street next to the entrance, which was shorter than parking in the lot.
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