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Mayah picked up the strange object and turned it over in her hands. It wasn't heavy at all, and she had no idea what it was made out of or it what it might be for.
The specifics of how it ended up on her front porch escaped her, but she'd figured out the basics...
Somewhere, and somewhen, someone had decided the coordinates of her front porch were an ideal spot for sending things.
But nobody ever came to retrieve them.
Just in case, she tossed this one over into the bin with the others.
If someone did come...
They'd get a storage bill.
