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Weekly Contest #283
It was Christmas Eve 1967. I was working for a mortgage company. My first real job out of high school. I had just cashed my final paycheck for the year including Christmas bonus. There was still time for some last-minute shopping, so I headed over to John Wanamaker's department store on my lunch break. I got distracted while choosing the perfect tree ornaments for the office tree and discovered my purse was gone. As nausea set in, I searched the counters in vain and finally reported my missing handbag. I headed back to work sick with worry. ...
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