The normal, everyday tragedy of losing friends. Let's say you're carrying one of your many solid gold bars through the park in your backpack (because this sounds like you, right?). But when you get to your destination, you unzip your bag and find the gold slipped out through a hole in the bottom. What do you do? There's no question what you do, right? You scramble. You go back. You hustle to look around everywhere. You hope to God you stumble across it and if you do, you pick it ...

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