Norm's ultra short story/description
Ethan walked along the street, his hand in his pocket idly flicking a credit card in and out of his wallet. The wallet carried that credit card and a few others, one earmarked and stained old business card, a NY State driver's license, and a few pithy Chinese fortunes: "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step," "Any rough times are behind you," and "You will be fortunate in everything you put your hands to." Money, however, never seemed to stay in the wallet, always slipping away through the cracks.
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