under the tracks*** double americano with milk to go. that's his drink. he stands all day long under the s-bahn station selling tiny treasures, incense and hacky sacks. i just so happened to have a terrible day that day and finished with work, i went to catch my train. there he was again and like any other day, i said hi and gave a slight smile. "wait a minute, i have something for you." he said, putting his hand into his pocket searching for something. he put a tiny turquoise scareb beetle in the middle of my hand and closed it. "it brings goodluck." i smiled and said thanks continuing on to catch my train. for the next few minutes, i held the tiny charm in my hand feeling the energy bouncing of the object. this suprise..is one of gold :) over*
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