The purple scarf danced around her neck and shoulders as she patiently waited for someone to become curious, along the street where the neon “fortune teller” sign dangled for the people to gaze as they walked by. Most wouldn’t want to believe that a person could read a hand or palm and pull out a storyline. What would a fortune teller tell me?
Is it cheating to know the actual future?
It’s like when there is a puzzle in a magazine of some sort and they have a quiz, in the back upside down the answers are provided. That’s what seeing a fortune teller seems like, reading the answers on the back as I am trying to figure out the quiz. The information is unable to be unheard, regardless if you try to change or enhance the outcome, the experience was altered.