Magic at the Safehouse
I went to a bar called the Safehouse tonight, to celebrate my friend Mindy’s birthday. What a crazy place! It used to be a safe location for people to drink during alcohol prohibition. It was quite elaborately planned, and featured false doors and other methods of deceiving people into simply leaving the place alone.
There was a magician there, named Mark Bond, who totally blew my mind. I simply had no idea that such sleight of hand existed. Truly impressed, I left the place totally dumbfounded.