To what extent can there be a confluence of factors calculated to scuttle my year, my life?
Sometimes the coincidences seem so unbelievable one starts to wonder if it is really one cosmic conspiracy. Well, if the aim be to make conditions as adverse for me as possible, then go ahead. There's nothing I can do anyway. But if it is to make me crumble, crack and beg for mercy, then think again, because if the hands that fate wants to deal me are the worst possible, then so be it.
But I shall go down fighting, defiant to the end, and with my third finger showing.
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