I'm hanging out at Mike Belitsos's house in Flint. I'm looking for my wallet so I can drive home. He tells me to look out for his brother who's sort of crazy. He's shorter with long blond hair. I wake mike up. There are two wallets on his dresser Both are his. Then I find my wallet. It looks like my credit cards are missing--they're in the back of the wallet.
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