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One day, when I was little, my father and I were sitting at breakfast, and he invited me to tell fortunes using coffee grounds ☕️ It happens like this: you finish your coffee and see what coffee pattern remains at the bottom of the glass 🔎 I saw a house in the mountains, and he saw my mother, pregnant with my brother. Perhaps this was his way of telling me that a new addition was expected to the family, which I accepted with joy But what touched me most was the house in the mountains that I came across. At that time it seemed like som...
