I've had some spooky coincidences in my life.
I was visiting New York City before I moved here, back when I still lived in L.A. I had helped out a friend of a friend, a New Yorker, driven her around a lot when she was visiting L.A., and she said, If you ever come to New York, you can stay with me.
Of course I took her up on it. And I hoped to see an old friend from college while I was there. I got the old friend's address, and it wasn't only in the same part of town (Astoria), as the woman I was staying with, it was the apartment next door to hers.
I know there have been others, I'll see if I can remember them.
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