At 6 am, walking my dog, I came across that clichéd conundrum and test of character: if you find a wallet on the street, actually bulging over with cash and credit cards, and no one is around (or awake) to see you, what do you do? Noticed that the ID indicated an address just about half a block down, so I returned it, a mere $20 lighter. No, no,
(
Read more... )