gypsies, tramps and car thieves
After my car was stolen in New Orleans I went to see a psychic. Not just any psychic, but the most flamboyant looking psychic I could find in Jackson Square. I asked her one question, "Where is the car now?" and after a long silence she told me it wasn't far from where we were. She said she sensed a big struggle and that more than one person was involved. Her response reminded me of reading my horoscope, so vague you couldn't tell her she was wrong but not supplying ANY useful information.
I don't really believe in psychics but this website is totally freaking me out.
I don't really believe in psychics but this website is totally freaking me out.
posted by geeekgirl at 5:14 PM
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