What’s In Your Wallet?

When Samuel L. challenges me with that question, I feel like one of the patrons held hostage in the Pulp Fiction diner. I start to sweat and throw myself face down on the floor. He terrifies me.

Most of the time Samuel L. isn’t purring in my ear, so I ignore this question and don’t give a thought to what’s in my wallet.

Until I lost it.

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