During my last career venture, I visited a family in one of the more remote settlements. The family's home was across the road from a very modestly equipped general store. One day, the police were at the store investigating the break-in which had occurred the night before. A quantity of beer was stolen. I asked the lady of the house if the police had asked her family if they had seen anything. Heck, no, was her answer. The owner of the store thinks we're the ones who broke in and stole his beer.
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