[ WP ] You are the luckiest person on Earth . Everything you make an attempt for works in your favor . However , there two catches : you are absorbing the luck of those around you , and anyone who tries to profit from your luck ( even with your help ) is met with the worst luck immediately .

I laid on the tattered rug and rested my head against the rusty fence. The warm air from the vent underneath is soothing. 
 
 My stomach grumbled. I reached out and felt the energy around me. It was thick and velvety. That's good. I would n't want to be in the downwind when it happens. 
 
 I closed my eyes, wanting to catch a bit of a snooze before my food came. I never know how it would come, but it always does. I try my best to get upwind when I start to feel hungry. At least there'd be enough luck to go around that people would n't feel the effect of my free meal. 
 
 The fence was scratchy. I tried to ignore it. Be content, I tell myself. Want nothing. 
 
 I count my blessings. I am alive; that's good. I have my limbs; that's nice. I have a rug; more than I'd ever ask for. 
 
 I hug the rug closer. It smells kind of nice. Earthy. It's comforting, and warm. 
 
 And I have this fence. Without it, I'd be lying on pebbles. I like this fence. It's perfect just the way it is. 
 
 A stranger walked past me, making a big circle, trying not to catch the crazy. I sat there, laughing to myself because I was enjoying the fence so fucking much. 
 
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 When I woke up, there were cats around me. A yellow one, two white one, four black ones. They had fish in their mouth, freshly grilled. A bad day for a street vendor somewhere. 
 
 I yawned and the cats jumped, dropping their treats and disappeared around a wall. I scrambled over on my knees and ate. 
 
 The energy had shifted. It's less thick now, washing over me in waves, stretched thin here and there. There was a child crying down the street. She dropped her ice cream when the waves rolled over her, catching her in a thin spot. 
 
 I stuck a fish into my mouth, shoved the rest against my stomach, wrapping my shirt up to hold them in place, and got up to leave my little paradise. I looked to the west, and saw a river of energy flowing that way. Time to find my new home.
