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Steaks
over London's skyline
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David
Blaine, the latest in a long line of Americans who regularly
visit the UK and then refuse to eat anything, has been caught
trying to magic food into his suspended plastic cubical,
we can reveal exclusively.
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"Send
me steaks - send them now"
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Our
investigation, by an undercover psychic, a rare medium* who
specializes in dead meat, and a small child who has read all
five Harry Potter books, confirm that David Blaine has attempted
to magic food from at least three restaurants in London, in
the last week.
The
magician is living in a plastic cubical, without food, for
44 days, drinking only water and smelling only old eggs thrown
at him by Londoners, and dodging golf balls launched at him
by David Copperfield fans.
On
Friday 12th September, observers told us that they saw Blaine
touch his temples with his fingers as if to try to 'magic
food to him'.
The
same day a strange thing happened at Giottos Greek Gyros,
Tottenham Court Road. Owner Alex Lambros takes up the story:
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"I
was cutting a Gyro and all of a sudden the meat jumped out
of my hand and flew through the window toward where Blaine
is staying. I only had him in here two weeks ago - I thought
nothing of it when he blessed my meat."
Blaine
has told fans that starvation makes him imagine every meal
he has ever had - his body is slowly decomposing due to lack
of nourishment, a little like in the movie Evil Dead but with
a PG certificate.
If
this attempt to break his fasting is true, the magician looks
set to lose at least some of the millions of dollars sponsorship
given to him by a big network.
A
spokesman from the big network, told us: "We are paying
to see him starve himself to death, if he has managed to magic
food into his cubical it would be like Evil Kneival jumping
20 buses without the buses - where's the spectacle in that?"
This
event is believed to be the start of a trend for slow motion
and yet death defying stunts. The next scheduled slow motion
event is by a slow-crawler who tells us he intends to crawl
slowly for a mile to the edge of a tall cliff before falling
over it.
* (not
medium rare)
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