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Some might call the glimpses of things to come a gift, others would call it a curse.

All Mack knows is its a burden, one he carries for a sin he has no clear memory of.

Flashes of indistinct images that filter through his drink. Puzzle pieces that reveal themselves sip by sip. With what he knows he can intervene in tragedies...if he's sober enough.

This burden is his penance. What will be the final atonement for Mack, The Dive Bar Oracle?

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Original Story based on prompt:
He saw the future, not in a crystal ball, but in the bottom of his nightly glass of whiskey.