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Everyday magic, Joe called it. The transformation of base matter into the stuff of dreams. Layman's alchemy.

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Travel far enough, Joe used to say, and all rules are suspended.
Now Jay began to understand what he meant. Truth, loyalty, identity. The things which bind us to the places and faces of home no longer applied. He could be anyone. Going anywhere.

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Just you remember, it's not what things look like that matters. It's what's inside. The art of it.

-- Joanne Harris, Blackberry Wine

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