lumber help

From the 15th: I was walking out of a bar/cafe in NYC on a sunny morning; there was a truck parked on a wide sidewalk nearby that contained many long pieces of lumber, 2-bys or so; I helped move them to a pile somewhere else nearby on the ground, but I left my purple backpack at another spot on the ground to do so and was worried it would get stolen, but it didn’t.

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