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keep looking for it, Its always in the last place you look.
i remember in middle school, I lost my wallet, and like 1 year later it was left on my front door step to my home. covered in mud and very damp. then I remembered the scenario where it might have fallen out... at that point i was like... what kind of good Samaritan goes miles deep into the woods, climbs over no-tresspassing fences, up a hill, near/through a swamp to go camping or WHY, then decides to return a gross missing wallet halfway across town after trekking back through all that... the condition and the distance was not worth the trip.
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