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Post by SERAPHINE NIKOS on Feb 19, 2014 23:28:45 GMT
The layout was simple, just a silk rug with frayed tassles spread across the pavement. Two small bowls, holding a couple of sticks of incense each, rested on either side of it. Resting in the middle, hood over her head, sat the star of the show.
Fortune-telling was a fun way to pass the time, as well as a profitable one. The number of people who would, on a lark, give their money to Seraphine to get her to tell their future was remarkable. Whenever she felt the need for some spare change, and whenever the circus wasn't performing, she would spend her night seated by the sidewalk prophesying for whomever would pay.
The night had been slow so far, but there was still time for things to change. "Penny for your thoughts, sir?" She called out to a random passerby, leaning forwards with a sly smile on her face.
@viv
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