Pay attention, love, as the cock crows, your sixth sense might be as dull as a butter knife. You’re not exactly Sherlock Holmes today, are you? Your judgement’s cloudier than a London fog, suggesting it might be bloody wise to steer clear of life-altering decisions. If Lady Luck decides to pop her head around the corner, don’t go rushing in like a bull in a china shop, take a minute, have a cuppa, and mull it over properly. Now, for your slice of fortuitous advice. Your lucky number is 7, but don’t get too giddy, it’s not a guarantee you’ll win the lottery; it’s just less likely you’ll step on a Lego brick in the dark.

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