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Serendipity

“A certain man once lost a diamond cuff-link in the wide blue sea, and twenty years later, on the exact day, a Friday apparently, he was eating a large fish—but there was no diamond inside. That’s what I like about coincidence.” —Vladimir Nabokov A weird concatenation of circumstances. Coincidence. Or, as we sometimes say in our […]