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Get Your Fortune Told Here

They hesitantly walked in, hand in hand. Because the room was dark, it took awhile for their eyes to focus. The tiny room contained little bottles of potions in many colors on a shelf and bowls of powders on a bench. They jumped when a curtain was abruptly opened beside them.
A woman dressed as the gypsy pictured out front stood before them. “Come! Come in!” As they sat closely together, the gypsy seated across from them started to hum and closed her eyes. “YES! I see it now!”
They both jumped when she abruptly spoke.
“You are to be married soon but hurry! They say you are too young! You must not hesitate or all shall be lost!” She opened her eyes, jumped up from her seat, went outside the curtain briefly and returned with one of the bowls of powder. She took a pinch of powder and sprinkled it over their heads. “Go now!”
They threw down the $50 and ran from the shop. They stopped in the street, still hand in hand, and started to laugh just as the speeding truck ran them over.

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