“Can I take a photo too?” he asked, “and in exchange I’ll do a magic trick for you”.
“Sure” said J, “are you a magician?”
“No” he replied, “I’m a teacher, but doing magic makes me feel good”.
After he‘d finished the trick with a disappearing ciggie, he said “there’s been another riot in Sydney, I just saw it on the news”, and took a puff from the smoke that had miraculously reappeared in his back pocket.
“That’s the end of multiculturalism in Australia”, he grimly pronounced as he breathed out the smoke.
Then he said, “do you want to see it?”.
“Sure” replied J and they both watched the news update on his mobile phone that was also pulled out of his back pocket.
