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I’m 74. My neighbors call the cops because I dig through their trash at 2 A.M. They don’t know I’m secretly fixing the things they can’t afford to replace.
The flashlight beam hit my eyes before I could put the bicycle down.
“Frank, step away from the bins,” the officer sighed. He sounded tired. He’s been to my …
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