My Market Manager Branded Me A Thief In Front Of The Lunch Crowd, Believing My Patched Coat Meant I Had No Power, But My Signed Salvage Release Unlocked His Vendors' Books.
A Rochester repair volunteer is called a thief while wheeling away a discarded mixer. When the manager bills the vendors for another replacement, a bread seller starts counting the money nobody was supposed to question.
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