If I were to ever go missing, my parents would walk to the end of the driveway, put a hand on their forehead, stand on their tippy toes for a second and go "What a shame, he was a good kid."
When Tupperware is missing from the house posters are put up on telephone poles around town, the SWAT team gets called in, Detroit area gang connections are tapped into and lives are at stake.
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