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So today I found six one dollar bills at the end of my street folded up wet on the curb while I was leaving for my jog. What's crazy is, I woke up, and really wasn't going to run today. I was too ****ing tired. But something told me I should, and woohoo! No houses are right there so I wouldn't know who to ask for if it's theirs, so I just kept it and was able to get a cup of coffee and a gallon of gas on my way to work. Finally building karma, I guess, and it feels good. The one day I would be broke this week and I find a little good. Awesome.
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