Mikey: After leaving the racetrack Gamat bumped into his old friend Gatiep on the bus. “Ekse,” Gamat said, “How’s it going?” “Going? You want to hear one of the most amazing things that ever happened? Tell me- what’s today’s date?” “July seventh.” “Right. The seventh day, of the seventh month. I go to the track at seven minutes past seven. My son is seven years old today, and we live at number seven, Seventh Avenue.” “Let me guess,” Gamat interrupted. “You put everything you had on the seventh horse in the seventh race.” “Right.” Said Gatiep “And he won?!!” Exclaimed gamat. Gatiep sighed.“No. He came in seventh.” (._.)
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