There's a wonderful old Italian joke about a poor man who goes to church every day and prays … - Elizabeth Gilbert

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Elizabeth Gilbert

There's a wonderful old Italian joke about a poor man who goes to church every day and prays before the statue of a great saint,'Dear saint-please, please, please. . . give me the grace to win the lottery. ' This lament goes on for months. Finally the exasperated statue come to life, looks down at the begging man and says in weary disgust,'My son-please, please, please. . . buy a ticket.

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