It was getting dark and windy when E and I got there. Sort of somber-beautiful but wetcold. So we went to the worn down booths to see the only human around. The oracle. She told us things. She read my palm, yeah, while simultaneously speaking with some man on her cell, a stereo seer so to speak. She told him again and again with a high-pitched voice that he needed to go to “the clinic”. Then while lowering her voice she looked at my palm and then at me and slowly and quietly whispered “we need to work hard to pull out the darkness”. It was all sort of confusing. So I bought a little red stone at 90 % discount and took the train home and now Im just hoping for the best.