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Back in the UK, I was building a name for myself as a magician among the socialites of Yorkshire. One day, a journalist reached out to arrange an interview. I hadn’t met him before, but I knew I didn’t want to be just another handshake in a crowded café. So, I prepared something he wouldn’t
Read MoreIn a quiet Spanish town, a small crowd gathered each day around a makeshift table in the street. At its centre stood a stern-looking Russian man, placing three smooth black discs on the surface. Only one of them had a white spot hidden underneath. Curious, I watched as a tourist stepped forward, handed over some money, and followed the...
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