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  • I search the night for answers. Block after block I walk wondering where I'll be led to in the East Village. It's late and I'm tired, but I have a desire for truth. Is there ever a universal truth or just simply the collective?

    After looking for two, the third is available. There, a woman tells me things. Truths she sees about my future. I'm almost sorry I asked. But not entirely.

    If you knew the outcome, would you do it all over again?
    If something would change your life yet leave you heartbroken, would you move forward?
    Could you cling on to the possibility that maybe this woman was only partially right?

    There's always more to come.
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