HEARTLESSLY LEFT
On my first day at the local Lost & Found, I expected a warehouse full of umbrellas. In theory, people lose umbrellas. In practice, umbrellas lose people. They detach at the slightest hint of sunshine and start a new life without regret. Instead, I walked into a storage room that looked like a museum of lives people had decided not to finish. Every object had a barcode, a shelf, and an unnecessari…
