This
morning the van that transports me to dialysis arrived over a half hour early, and when I went
downstairs I noticed and open case containing what looked like a
dis-assembled mic stand or something, but I could not investigate
because the van was there and ready to roll. The mysterious case was
still there when I got home from treatment, but I ignored it as I
staggered up the front steps.
Then,
just ten minutes ago, my down-the-hall neighbor, Ruth, texted me
freaking out. She had just gotten home with a friend and the two of them
encountered the case, so, curious, they investigated and sent me a
video of them trying to figure out what it was. Ruth noted a brand logo
on one of the bulkier components, so she did an Amazon search when she
came upstairs and here's what has been laying next to our stoop since
sometime late last night.
Who just leaves an expensive sex toy up for grabs on the sidewalk? Did it belong to someone in the building? All of the residents know each other, so Ruth and I demand answers!
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