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      From the page: “In the end she told me another fortune by another cup of coffee while she was miffed and said “anything good will never come of it”. The sign was no good. We had repeated fortune-telling by the third and forth cups of coffee only to get worse luck, bad luck and worst luck. In short, the sign is always bad and I can not have a good sign by other attempts. I even had an unfounded suspicion that she might perversely tell the ill fortune. She denied of the doubt and gave me many explanations as she saw my signs. Even the poorest shot can hit the target if you shoot often enough. The opponent is mere coffee after all. I had a sign of the best luck before my belly was ripped apart. I said so, huh?”
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