It started with a pair of cashmere black gloves.
It started with freckles in the shape of the constellation Cassiopoeia.
It started with a $5.
It started with Love in the Time of Cholera.
It started with elevators.
It began a chase.
It began a questioning of destiny.
A fortunate accident which lead to a discovery.
Serendipity.
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