Number 13 is actually considered lucky by some Australians

[Scene: A sunny Saturday morning at a café in Melbourne. Seagulls squawk nearby as Liam and Zoe sip their flat whites.]

Liam: You know, Zoe, I reckon people get it all wrong about the number 13. Everyone says it’s unlucky, but here in Australia, some folks think it’s actually lucky.

Zoe: (laughs) Lucky? That’s a new one. Next you’ll tell me walking under a ladder gives you a pay raise.

Liam: No, I’m serious! My cousin bought house number 13 on her street in Perth, and two weeks later she won a car in a raffle. You can’t argue with results like that!

Zoe: Or maybe she was just… statistically lucky? You know, one in a thousand chance or something? Correlation doesn’t mean causation, mate.

Liam: Oh come on, Miss Science! Australians have always had their own take on superstitions. We turn things upside down, literally. Northern Hemisphere says unlucky, we say “nah, let’s flip it.” It’s our rebellious charm.

Zoe: That’s true — we do drive on the other side of the road too. But that doesn’t make 13 magically lucky. There’s no physics or probability reason that number would affect someone’s fortune.

Liam: Maybe not physics, but it’s about energy, vibes! I’ve stayed in room 13 at a hotel in Byron Bay twice, and both times I had the best surf of my life. Coincidence? I think not.

Zoe: Or maybe you just slept better because you thought it was lucky. That’s called the placebo effect. Your brain’s powerful, but it’s not psychic.

Liam: So you’re saying if I believe it’s lucky, then it becomes lucky?

Zoe: Exactly. It’s like mental sunscreen — the belief protects you from bad vibes because you expect good ones.

Liam: That’s kind of poetic, actually. So my superstition is scientifically valid… just in a roundabout way.

Zoe: (grinning) I’ll give you half credit. It’s not the number 13 that’s lucky — it’s your attitude. You expect good things, so you notice them more.

Liam: Alright, fine, Professor Skeptic. But if I win the lottery with ticket number 13, you’re shouting me a beer.

Zoe: Deal. But if you don’t, you owe me a maths lesson on probability.

Liam: Ugh, fine. But just so you know — I’m feeling very “thirteeny” today. Might even buy 13 scratchies for luck!

Zoe: (laughing) If nothing else, you’ll keep the economy moving. That’s the real Aussie spirit.

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[They clink their coffee cups, half-teasing, half-convinced that luck—like friendship—might just depend on how you look at it.]