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It's all done with smoke and mirrors. Look you can see the trap door! This isn't magic, It's all a trick. She's not really dead. Wow! Big explosions, flashy lights! It looks real, and really cool! This isn't magic, It's all a trick. She's still not moving.
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Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 4:07 PM UTC
Smoke and Mirrors
It's all done with smoke and mirrors. Look you can see the trap door! This isn't magic, It's all a trick. She's not really dead. Wow! Big explosions, flashy lights! It looks real, and really cool! This isn't magic, It's all a trick. She's still not moving.
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Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 4:07 PM UTC
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