Illusionism is as old as lies, and lies are as old as the world!
The conjurer isn’t just a one-hit wonder! For more than twenty years, this skilled smooth-talker has been showcasing his talents on the scorching, damp, or dusty cobblestones. That’s his usual stage, between the Quai des Savants and the turkey market. Unfazed by the sun, undeterred by the rain, and tireless on his feet, he’ll recount the mysteries of Paris to you. The inventor of Persian powder, forgery-proof paper, and taffeta for corns, he’ll invite you to take part in his sleight-of-hand tricks. In his tailcoat, top hat, and with sparkling eyes, he’ll stride toward you with an air of confidence, pull out his magic wand, make nutmeg vanish, read your cards, and make coins and rings disappear. Your eyes will be glued to him, your ears pricked, your mouths agape—and you’ll be watching without really seeing! For the conjurer’s art lies in removing, transforming, and making things vanish without your knowledge. Let yourself be captivated by this bottle gambler, this street-corner rogue!
Free of charge.
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