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A lighthearted joke

One afternoon, someone left a folded black umbrella in the janitor’s closet. It just sat there slanted beside a bucket and a mop. Frank picked it up, held it for a moment, then gently placed it in the lost and found while turning around to see students giggling. “Sorry, mister Frank, just a joke, ” they said. Frank smiled and shook his head. “Storm’s over,” he whispered, satisfied.
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