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“It’s just for fun, Enzo. Let’s see what the future supposedly holds for us.”
With a reluctant chuckle, Enzo agreed, and we entered the dimly lit tent. Inside, an elderly woman with a shawl draped over her shoulders and a crystal on her forehead sat at a small table, her eyes peering at us over a crystal ball.
“Welcome, seekers of the future,” she said in a mystical tone. “I am Madame Zara. Who wishes to know their fate?”
I stepped forward, curiosity piqued. “I’ll go first.”
“And what is your name?” the fortune teller asked.