He rejects the good herald’s call and goes to the fortune teller. She is a gypsy. She has a big nose and big eyes that bulge. Middle-aged. A mouth checkered with dark spaces where teeth once where. Her robes are bulky, like she is hiding a dozen things inside of them. She wears a peasant
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Gah, what to write, what to write first, what to say that hasn’t been said? When I heard that there was a new Star Wars film coming out, I was reticent because of the heaping pooh that the prequels are. They’re not even train wrecks—you don’t want to look at them, and it’s easy to pull
