Good news!
I found a wallet
on the street.
— full of money —
Bad news!
Turns out it was my wallet.
***
Disappointing,
because in my head,
that money
was all ready spent
chapter 13
“… the old gypsy’s curse
that I would grow up to
become
Paul Whiteman
had come to fruition!”
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Apparently the gypsy is still WHISPERING in your ear! :)
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