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Purple ukulele with gig bag
I lost my purple ukulele yesterday around 3pm near the Sample Gates on 4th Street by the IU campus. It's a small soprano size with a glossy purple finish, a white star sticker on the headstock, and a few scratches along the edge. It lives in a black gig bag with a bright green strap, and there’s a folded chord chart tucked in the front pocket. This was a gift from my sister and it means a lot to me; I practiced every day, and I really need it back. If anyone found it, please get in touch—I'll be forever grateful and can meet you downtown or at the campus bookstore to pick it up.
Lost vintage comic book 'The Amazing Spider-Man #300' after pop culture convention in downtown Bloomington.
I realized that my beloved vintage comic book, 'The Amazing Spider-Man #300' (first appearance of Venom), went missing after I attended the pop culture convention in downtown Bloomington last weekend. I remember placing it in my bag after getting it signed by the artist, but it seems to have slipped out when I was packing up. I'm really hoping to get it back as it holds a lot of sentimental value for me.
Black Samsonite 26-inch suitcase with red strap
I lost my black Samsonite 26-inch suitcase yesterday around 3pm outside the Monroe County Public Library on Kirkwood Ave in Bloomington. It's in decent condition, a bit scuffed on the corners, with a red fabric strap around the handle and a blue star sticker on the front. There’s a white luggage tag with my initials 'PK' and a soft grey wool blanket tucked inside. The bag has sentimental value for me—it holds my late grandmother's travel scarf and a few old photos. If anyone found it, I’d really appreciate getting it back.
Lost utensils near Sample Gates, Bloomington
Last Tuesday around 9:40 PM, after dinner near the IU Sample Gates, I realized my utensil pouch had vanished from my bag. Inside were a mismatched set: two forks, a spatula, all in a blue tin with a small dent in the corner. I remember leaving the pouch by the campus bookstore steps, close to the gate where the students lounge on warm evenings. I’m feeling a bit annoyed and hopeful that someone picked it up and can reunite me with my everyday tools.