Every ten thousand years or so, something so amazing, so improbable, happens, that one can not say pure chance was involved.
When something like this occurs we call it a Miracle.
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Not seeing this . . . what's the miracle? All the green, or does it spell something if you look long enough, or what?
it's ireland, with the tiny orange corner in the northeast that doesn't belong there.
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