The Day my Phone Number contained my TOTP

I will never forget the day. The day my TOTP - those Six random numbers in an App - were a sequential fragment... Of my phone number. A million permutations. Functionally random. And Valid half a minute only. And yet, right there, Those digits unique to me. What are the odds? Really? Of an authenticator spitting out A sequence from within The number you'd dial only To reach me, and me alone. About six in a million. Asterisk1. If you watched your phone for About forty days straight, You'd probably see it too, More likely than not. But I actually saw it. Me. One chilly autumn morning, Blessed by circumstance, Through my phone, briefly Watching the Universe turn. It's inevitable. Mathematically. There is no other way. Surely, I am one of many. And yet, For thirty seconds, I was, what? The luckiest person alive. Footnotes 1 The odds are actually much more-complicated than that, with pseudorandom numbers. There must certainly exist seed keys for the TOTP algorithm that will never produce…

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