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  • When I was in high school, I worked as a Magician's Assistant. I levitated. I was run through with swords and then chopped in half. I put the rabbit in the hat. I flew the doves before a performance. I wore silky, skimpy costumes. I swore an oath to never divulge the magician's secrets.

    I learned from my experience. Every so often, I will perform a little slight of hand if I'm at a party and my friends have had a few drinks. Always goes over well. After all these years, I have kept my sacred oath. Although you are dying to know how I was levitated, I will not tell you.

    Well, this much I can tell you. It was magic.

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