She sets up in the back corner, by the graffiti wall, that little table nestled between the stage and the wall, and starts shuffling cards. She doesn't look at anyone. She doesn't try to solicit business. She just sits there, and people come up to her.
Sometimes I hear her... her voice is low and intense. She flips the cards, stroking their edges lightly as she speaks. It's hard not to watch - it seems so intimate, in such a public place.
Sometimes I think about getting a reading. Maybe next time.
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