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Thursday, March 24, 2011

Houdini by Kay Ryan

Each escape

involved some art,

some hokum, and

at least a brief

incomprehensible

exchange between

the man and metal

during which the

chains were not

so much broken

as he and they

blended. At the

end of each such

mix he had to

extract himself. It

Was the hardest

part to get right

routinely: breaking

back into the

same Houdini.


by Kay Ryan

Harry Houdini Showing tits



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