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A guy I worked with had his lunch stolen from the freezer one day. He walked around and found the empty container in the trash of a new guy. He was canned that day.
Be wary of such proof.
As a young kid in the 80s, I went to stay for three days at an adventure centre. One barn was converted to house bunk beds and there were about 20 kids of about 11 years old. Everyone else was there for a week and I joined midway, and found it difficult to integrate.
One kid, the only one who had shown me any welcome, had his woolly hat stolen. Another kid suggested searching everyone's bags for it. There was general resistance, most kids thought he'd lost it somewhere and that never happened.
When I got home the following day and unpacked, I found the hat in my bag. Someone had planted it there, probably the kid who suggested searching bags. Taught me a lot about people, that did.