Once in a far away land called, "The Seventies", some friends arm twisted me into talking to this pretty cool old woman. Everyone around the neighborhood knew she was weird. She didn't even flinch and gave me a play by play about my life. She asked for no money. Now that I'm old, I can see in retrospect she was spot on right, even the particulars. How'd she do that Amazing Randi? How?
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