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Dear Nighttime Hibiscus Thief,
Who steals a plant?! Who. Steals. A. Fucking. Plant. Really?! My husband warned me not to put it out front, but naive, trusting little me thought he was just being cynical. That plant was a going-away gift from the disabled seniors at my former workplace, and I just wanted to make my city a little more beautiful by sharing it. Now I've learned my lesson. You should feel proud. You've made the city a little uglier, the world a little worse, and me a little more cynical. How does it feel to have accomplished something? Just remember, karma's a bitch, asshole.
Who steals a plant?! Who. Steals. A. Fucking. Plant. Really?! My husband warned me not to put it out front, but naive, trusting little me thought he was just being cynical. That plant was a going-away gift from the disabled seniors at my former workplace, and I just wanted to make my city a little more beautiful by sharing it. Now I've learned my lesson. You should feel proud. You've made the city a little uglier, the world a little worse, and me a little more cynical. How does it feel to have accomplished something? Just remember, karma's a bitch, asshole.
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