Last year I was pick pocketed (if that's the wording) coming up out of the Metro in the Pigale. All my cards gone and everything else I needed.
Next door to the Museum of Perversity (cultural experience) was a kiosk that handled victims like me. I gave my name and address plus my mothers maiden name and up came all my bank and business details including account totals, credit card balances, monthly standing orders, cars owned etc etc. They gave me money and stopped all my cards. well done them but bloody scarey. If they can get that much info so can anyone....................