02/19/2011. 1271. I was doing some volunteer work at a local church office on a Saturday. Right after I exited the door, a delivery guy showed up with a package that needed a signature. I was the only guy there, and had a key, so I offered to sign for it and take it inside, so as to save him a trip on Monday, or save the office staff from having to go pick it up.He appeared foreign-born, so I
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