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You know luck. At least you think you know what luck is - born with heritage of silver tray or winning the bloody lottery. You think luck is money - getting it easy, getting it fast. But you couldn't be more wrong.

Up until a point you usually think that you are either a fucking princess or a misfortune. And you are probably damn right, but not for the reason you reckon. Because gaining or losing luck is not in the things you notice. It is not bumping into a pretty girl and marrying her to be happy as ever. No. And misfortune is not getting the wrong answers to the right questions. On the other hand - luck is not getting the right questions to the wrong answers. That is wit.

Luck, my dear, is getting away with murder- The thing that does not make you rich as fuck and able to get yourself down by your own, but protect you from the mistakes of your own stupidity.

Simple as it gets - Getting away with murder.

Damn right. That is luck.