There was this girl I knew in Carmel who read a lot of Carlos Castaneda books. She told me that, if you're going to die, Death will appear over your left shoulder. It kind of freaked me out and I worried about it for a long time. I was always sort of looking over both shoulders in case she was wrong.
Then, this one time, she peeked over my left shoulder to see what I was doing with my hands and I instinctively reacted with my right fist and smacked the living crap out of her face.
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