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“How can we be?” she said. Only yesterday would it appear strange for her to discuss theology with a homeless man. But it was today. “We're all stardust,” he replied, as if that answered everything. And in a small way, it did. “Okay... I get it...” and she, too, looked up at the sky as if consulting her own gods. She pulled out her wallet and peered inside the dark folds. A sole dollar bill could be found inside and she offered it up to him. “Thanks for the advice,” she said, rising to her feet, “I'm Chilili... champion of mankind so to speak...” She smiled wryly. The man pocketed the dollar bill with little ceremony. “The name's Fred...” he said. She turned away, spotting Infinitious again. She ducked into a bookstore. She found being in the company of other humans made the gods more tolerable, more natural... And as she took a seat at the window, she found an book already waiting for. It was Human, All Too Human by Friedrich Nietzsche. Her brow furrowed as she looked out the window, thinking of Fred, the homeless man. “I'm being stalked by coincidences...”she said to herself. She didn't dare touch the book but instead looked around for Infinitious. She found herself looking for something bigger than her and an insular world that appeared to be ordering itself around her.