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Take an ancient iPod (click wheel!), splash a few words on Craigslist, wait a short while and it transforms into fifty dollars which morph into a bottle of fine Tennessee whiskey, a haircut, cigarettes and change. Economists call these transactions. Alchemists called them transmutations. I call them proof that miracles still exist in the ordinary. I will now have a drink, light a smoke and luxuriate in just what is... ~mce
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
Ordinary Miracles
Take an ancient iPod (click wheel!), splash a few words on Craigslist, wait a short while and it transforms into fifty dollars which morph into a bottle of fine Tennessee whiskey, a haircut, cigarettes and change. Economists call these transactions. Alchemists called them transmutations. I call them proof that miracles still exist in the ordinary. I will now have a drink, light a smoke and luxuriate in just what is... ~mce
mike-essig
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
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