there's no such thing as a coincidence, part dos

i go to the gym at a weird hour but forget my ID
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ok, go for a run instead
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i take a new route
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and there she is, randomly reading a sign at a place and an hour when no one randomly reads signs
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she is waiting with bells on
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and gives me two flowers
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that smell like garlic
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either she is wonderful, or the universe is conspiring to make me believe so