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So when I walked outside to get in my car to go the gym at 5:30am, I was greeted by a lot of broken glass, a half-smoked cigarette, and a grungy pair of skull candy earphones. Yup, after 10 months of lucky living, my car finally got broken into.
Wyatt woke up well before his alarm clock to accompany me to the police station and then to various car service places to help me deal with this.
So I made him a sandwich will shall forever be known as the “break in”:
Whole grain sourdough
Shredded rotisserie chicken
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