I was reading a book yesterday where the protagonist arrives in London with only 4 shillings and 11 pence in his pocket. Later on, he notices an address: 411, South Tower Street. Later still, he gets in a car and finds the odometer standing at 10,411 miles. Obviously, he begins to ponder the significance of the number 411, but being unable to find any logical connection between the coins in his pocket, an address and a car’s mileage, he chalks the occurences up to mere coincidence.

Of course this is a book, so there is no coincidence whatsoever. The writer just put those numbers in to amuse the readers. Or did he? Might there be some hidden significance to this number after all?

I woke up last night to go to the bathroom. As I turned over to check the time, I was stunned to see my alarm clock reading 4.11am. And guess what date it is today? Right: April 11th, or 4/11 in the US notation.

It’s a weird place we live in.

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