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“It is,” the man said, showing him the photo of an unfamiliar woman and child that served as its wallpaper. Sean nodded and continued searching. After about ten minutes it became clear that he was not going to find the phone. The young woman who had been Sean's server returned shaking her head. “It hasn't been turned in yet.” She looked a little perplexed and then asked, “How do we reach you if it shows up? Is there some other number we can call?” “Yeah,” Sean said, handing the woman a business card. “We'll call you if we find it.” “Thanks,” he responded, and walked away contemplating what confidential information, passwords and other access a thief might be able to get to if he was a techy rather than a junky. His first stop after leaving the restaurant was to get a new phone. There