If you’re reading this, you’re supposed to be here.

One way or another, you found your way here from the streets. A weathered poster on a brick wall in a dimly-lit alleyway, a card on a table in a coffeeshop or a bar. Just sitting there, like it was waiting patiently, just for you. A reflection in a window, a note slipped into the pages of a second hand book. A sign doesn’t have to be glowing neon to catch your eye.

How many others received the same message and let it pass them by? Dozens, probably. Maybe hundreds. But not you.

You were intrigued — or cynical — enough to look closer. On another day, another night, another hour, you might have ignored the sign like all the others. You might have been one of the ones who saw, but didn’t seek.

But not this time. For whatever reason, you found your way.

If you’re reading this, you’re supposed to be here.

Welcome to @urbantarot.nz.