I got a free palm-reading from my cabdriver the other day. Perhaps he could tell that I was furious by his tardiness and lack of direction. Perhaps my left hand spoke volumes. Perhaps he got off on squeezing chicks' palms. Perhaps he wanted a hefty tip.
We were at a stoplight about to turn onto Weston. Instead of keeping his eyes on the road,
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ither way...you're beautiful weather or not you think your birthmarks make you.
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They were like big Numerologists and Astronomists and they just sat there while I watched TV with my sister and predicted our futures.
I never got to hear the entirety of what they said, but I remember asking my dad once and he shook his head and said "it's too sad."
In conclusion, you are more of an artist in your eyes and in your heart than any other person I know.
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