Most people don’t know this, but in a previous life my fame was legendary. As Gypsy Geraldina, queen of the fortune tellers, I astounded people with the accuracy of my predictions. The mighty heard my words and quaked in fear; such was my power as a seer ‘speaking truth to power’ – a bit like modern day op-ed writers for the New York Times or feminist presenters of MSNBC programs, really.
It is entirely in that spirit of self-fulfilling self-delusion that I have decided to channel my inner spectral ancestor for a look into the year 2020. Why should modern-day celebrity fortune tellers like John Edward and Tyler Henry be the only ones laughing up...
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