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dear wf who drives a black four door alero with plates hmj 299:

i am very angry with you.

i know that people in cars accidentally hit other cars. every day.

accidents happen. people happen. hell, life happens.

but i also believe that when you cause an accident, you have a choice.

you can be a good person, write a note, and karma will leave you alone.

or, you can walk away and pretend like nothing happened.

and then, my dear, karma will find you.

if i don't track you down myself, i am at least comforted by the fact that you will not get away with it.

you may not know it, but i will.

love,
sophie

ps. dear robin who left a note: bless your heart. people like you make me believe in people.

pps. dear parking ramp security: thank you for helping me out. maybe we'll find this crazy broad and make her pay.

ppps. dear 311 operator: sorry if i called the wrong number. i didn't even know 311 existed. the parking ramp security guy gave it to me. no need to be so crabby when i am trying to be so nice.

pppps. dear hit-and-run line operator: if there was a special number that people need to call to report a hit and run, no one knows about it. thanks for telling me i shouldn't have left the accident sight after i already left. thank you also for directing me to the nearest precinct to report the problem. in short, thanks for a big bucket of nothing. *&$%.