batgrl made me do it.
i stuffed two vons bags in my purse and headed off to the beach. as i drove downtown, i rehearsed in my mind how i was going to pull off the
heist liberation — just stroll casually down the beach, intently searching, find it, pick it up, and walk off as if this were a perfectly normal thing to do.
fortunately, there was a family already there, climbing around the rocks, adding to their collection. the wife smiled at me and said, ?nice rocks?. at this point i found mine, yes i found one specific rock on the whole beach, which i then held up and said ?i saw this yesterday and i had to come back for it?. the rock-hunting family didn’t seem to think this was weird at all. i bagged the rock and was off.
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