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There was a freezing cold woman who came by my camp one night to warm up by the fire. She was shivering as she showed up. It was late, and cold, and she had bare arms and a thin dress on. She still had a way to go.

I offered to lend her a jacket. It was a beautiful hooded black jacket with red paisley lining on the inside. I told her I was rather fond of the jacket and that I wanted it back. She promised to return the jacket to my camp.

As you can guess, the jacket was never returned. I’m hoping by some playa strike of luck she sees this and or otherwise it makes its way back to me