Lisa stood in line, juggling her groceries and her phone. Ahead of her, a man looked distressed as he fumbled through his wallet. He sighed heavily, muttering something about forgetting his cash. Feeling a pang of empathy, Lisa stepped forward. “Here, take this,” she said, handing him the lottery ticket she had just purchased. “It’s nothing big, just a little pick-me-up.”
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