Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages...
Today just outside the office I found, not one, not two, not three, no, not even four, but FIVE four-leaf clovers.
I never find four-leaf clovers.
Perhaps my luck is about to change. And God, will it be welcome. I turn twenty-five in just under two weeks, and I just want this year, this twenty-four, to roll under and be done. I need a fresh start.
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