Mysterious Birthday Cake

Mysterious Birthday Cake

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WpMetadataReadהושלם יום ד׳, ינו׳ 23, 2019<5 mins
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"There's no such thing as magic." I can't take my eyes off the cake sitting on the little round table in the middle of the room. Marci shoots me a look. "Says The Magician. Wasn't your tagline 'Greatest magician this side of Vegas'?" "Like I said-no such thing." She knows as well as I do magic doesn't exist. Someone must have found another way. We move forward like moths drawn to a flame.
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