Today, when I was on my way to the local supermarket, I met a fortuneteller. She had long black hair and she spoke french with a heavy italian accent. She said her name - which I do not remember - and she took my hand. 'It is going to be alright,' she said.
'What is going to be alright?' I wanted to know.
'Everything,' she said, smiling broadly.
Then she turned around and vanished rapidly into the crowd.
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