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 Greek God Encounter Support Group


“Hi, I’m Sandy.”

“Hi, Sandy,” say multiple voices.

“I had an encounter with a god,”Sandy continued. “It was the summer that I was 22. I was having a hard time writing anything — bad block. I’m a song writer. And then I met Kate and she was such an inspiration I couldn't stop writing. It even resulted in a hit song. I’m pretty sure Kate was actually the Muse, Euterpe.”

“Hi, I’m Shannon.”

“Hi, Shannon.”

“I also had an encounter with a god.” Shannon shared, “I’m pretty sure it was Athena, or maybe she was directed by Zeus. I was working in a lab on this strange strain of bird flu and we just couldn’t figure out the source — you know, patient zero. One night I was going home and there was like a Harry Potter level of owls in the parking lot. Turns out they were holding off the crows who were the carriers of the virus.”

“Hey, isn’t this the fallen angel support group?”

“No, that’s in the same room but on the second floor. Room 207.”

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