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I get a couple technicalities, I figure.
As it happens my desk is so buried in articles (you guessed it, TDB) that I covered up my wallet with them and didn’t notice until I was an hour into the suburbs, ordering a beer. Cue sad trombone.
The good news is the wallet has been recovered from the office. I guess anyone who is so tired and not aware as to leave their wallet on their desk and not notice until two hours and 50 miles later probably didn’t need a beer anyway.
That’s all I got for today folks.