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July 25, 2005

Michele: Future's So Bright

“The light reveals all. I wave magic light on your palms, I see word, I tell your fortune.”

Madame Fukudaya smiled pushed her cup toward the edge of the table and waited.. The three girls dropped coins in the cup and Madame began.

“Do not be alarmed. Words mean things. I tell you what they mean. Ok?” The girls nodded and the teller waved the beam over the first girl’s upturned hands.

Glory. You are destined for good things. Next.”

Gold. destined for riches. Next.”

Sale. You are destined to be whore. See me at 18. I have job for you.”

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