"42 02 13 12 06 26"
That was the only message my future self was able to send back to me. As a child, I obsessed over it, trying to decide what they were. A safe combination? Scores? Dates in some weird calendar?
I finally realised they were lottery numbers, and thus once I turned 18 I played them in every lottery I could, and waited for them to come good. Every record jackpot, I assumed they'd finally come due.
The following up message of 'coordinates' came too late, I assume, given how long I've lived here in Italy now.
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