80 mil

Lotto Max hit eighty million, so I thought I’d take a shot.

I never buy lotto tickets, so hopefully that’s a luck factor.

I mean, the whole thing is bullshit, and there’s a fraction of a fraction of a percent chance that I win, but hey.

It’s nice to think about who I’d give it to and who I’d set up meetings with, just so I could tell them to pound salt.

It’s a nice distraction anyway. A quaint fantasy of do-gooding and revenge.

As if they were exclusive.

Target: 900 words
Written: 628 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Sylvie And Bruno, Lewis Carroll (why do I do this to myself?)
Comics: The Magdalena v4 4
Music: Unreleased Decca Live Album, The Rolling Stones

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