• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 02
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Where did
I leave
my wallet, I

had just gone to
pay, when
I realized my pocket?

Empty. This cart
full of groceries
would go un

purchased, but, worse
where was my
identification and

where were my
plastic cards, my
little folded yellow

note card of the
day's tasks, had
someone stolen my

photo of my children?
Of course I found
it, of course it was

in another pocket,
but the card? Not
my name. The tasks?



Nothing I would do.
The photograph?
Not my children.

And who the hell
would buy these