Someone stole my flip flops. My $2, all-rubber, gray slippahs (as they say in Hawai'i). From the Greenlake Bath House steps, where lots of people leave wallets, car keys, bags, etc. in full sight. No, they were not picked up as garbage, as there were plenty of other visible garbage items scattered around the steps pre & post swim.
Well, whomever you are, I hope they keep your feet comfy. I mean, if you are taking cheap used flip flops, you probably need them more than I do. I'm more in disbelief than I am angry, honestly.
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