Just for fun, a few years ago, Peter and I went to see a magic show. It was a sold-out performance at one of the downtown theatres, and though I can’t remember all the amazing sleights of hand and mind, I do remember enjoying witnessing what appeared to be real magic taking place.
As the show began, I realized that I had a choice to make. I could spend the evening resolute in the knowledge that what seemed impossible was, in fact, impossible, and spend the whole two hours squinting at the stage while I looked for invisible wires, hidden trap doors, plants in the audience or other tricks.
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