Normally, when you’re talking with someone in an abandoned airplane hangar on the outskirts of the city, it’s because you’ve angered a local mafia boss and your time on this planet is drawing to a close. 

In this case, however, that airplane hanger has been repurposed into a convention center, and that mafia boss is your tarot card reader. 

Personally, I would have rolled the dice with the mafia boss because at least when he told me that he was going to kill me, I knew it was true. 

However, my lovely girlfriend, Sara, and my asexual sister wife, Corinne chose the ladder. 

They chose to have their future interpreted by women which no doubt drove themselves to said convention on a suspended license. 

Let’s just say that in a world where everybody wants proper representation, these psychic readers did “their people” a disservice, and I couldn’t be happier about it. 

Enjoy. Love, Al

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