There was this native dude sitting behind me on the bus today, and he was blowing on my hair. Strange, and uncomfortable. When I moved, the guy said "spider." So there's me, smacking the back of my skull thinking there was a spider on me. And the guy goes "No, my name is Spider." he pointed at me "Your aura is really murky, I was trying to clean your aura, there's something attached to you. You should use a hair dryer when you wash your hair, the hot air will force whatever is attached to unattach. And the murkiness will go away."
Then he told me to make sure I come by the psychic fair that is happening this weekend.
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