Chance comes out of nowhere, popping its head out of the bushes and waving its wand at the sky from a darkened nook you all but forgot to examine. This is when happenings happen. An isolated thunderstorm, a vehicle explosion, a scattering of leaves that brings into light a few scant nuggets of gold. It is the skeptic's curse, these endless
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