Liza: Hey, stop! Don’t sweep yet. It’s almost dusk.
Marco: Dusk? Liza, it’s just 6:10. The floor is full of dust from your dog.
Liza: I know, but my Lola always said if you sweep at dusk, you’ll sweep away good fortune. Some even say it disturbs the Virgin Mary while she’s passing by.
Marco: Passing by our living room? With my slippers on the sofa? I’m sure she has bigger things to worry about.
Liza: Laugh all you want, but last year my cousin swept at dusk, and the next week she lost her phone and her job.
Marco: Or maybe she lost her phone because she was scrolling while crossing the street, and her job because she kept coming in late. Correlation isn’t causation, Liza.
Liza: You always say that. But why do so many elders warn us about it if it’s not true?
Marco: Because before electricity, dusk meant poor lighting. If you swept then, you might accidentally throw away coins, jewelry, or important stuff. Over time, that practical advice turned into a superstition.
Liza: Hmm. That actually makes sense… but still, I feel uneasy. What if bad luck does come?
Marco: Think about all the times you didn’t sweep at dusk and still had bad days. Bad things happen whether we sweep or not.
Liza: So you’re saying my fortune isn’t hiding under the sofa?
Marco: Sadly, no. But your dust definitely is.
Liza: Fine. You sweep. If something bad happens, I’m blaming you.
Marco: Deal. If something good happens, I’ll take credit—and science wins again.
Liza: You scientists are so confident.
Marco: And you superstitious people keep life interesting. Now move, I’m saving your fortune from dust mites.
Liza: Okay, okay… but maybe light a candle later. Just in case.
Marco: That, I can agree with—for the ambiance, not the luck.

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