Either you were born under a lucky star or your mother used the last wish of a genie, but whatever the reason, you're fortunate. You always land on your feet, come up smelling like a rose. You can't possibly explain why. Of course the other side of that coin is that you don't push it: no playing Russian roulette, and you don't take stupid risks without a very good reason. You know that people's luck sometimes runs out.
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