Someone lost a coin a longtime ago. Someone found it after a long time. Someone said it doesn't belong to the man who found but to the one who lost.
The coin incident
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Three sentences and the whole argument about what belongs to who fits inside them. My guess is the man who found it kept it anyway, and the one who lost it never heard there had been a ruling. Short ones like this do well here when people argue in the comments, so I am curious which side this thread takes. Thanks for posting it!
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The third someone is the one I keep thinking about. Whoever was standing nearest got to rule on it, and in my experience that kind of ruling settles nothing. Is this one you heard growing up?
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Someone lost a coin a longtime ago. Someone found it after a long time. Someone said it doesn't belong to the man who found but to the one who lost.