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mata hari met houdini


MATA HARI MET HARRY HOUDINI

Mata Hari, well she squinted at Lazarus and said, “Over here dear – I’m practically dead. So, Lazzy Babe – any advice you might like to share with us (besides your old standard of course – the old ‘Just lie back & think of Jesus’)? Tell us Lazarus – what have you got for us? I’m a star, but I have trouble getting up. It’s difficult. Difficult for us in the secret service. So? Any tips beyond 'Lie back and wait for Jesus'?"

Harry Houdini was on the scene and he heard all this. He knew she was a spy; that she dealt in secrets. And it made him nervous. Besides, she’d been giving him the eye as he'd tried to hide his box of tricks –his tools of the trade– for this tricky business, as he organised his stuff for another day at the circus. Another well-paid special appearance. And then disappearance. And then reappearance.

“You got a problem boy?” went Mati Hari, all very loudly and all of a-suddenly looking down at Harry Houdini because she didn’t like the look he was giving her.

“No M’am, no” he replied. “But I’ll be blunt here. Not only are you putting your smokes out in my dinner, but you’ve been talking to no-one... shouting into thin air. There’s no-one there. If you look you’ll see that there’s nobody. Least of all Lazarus – he’s long gone. Yes, he was raised from the dead, but you didn’t really expect him to live forever did you Baby? No-one gets to escape death. No? Yes? That's why they call it the Great Leveller I guess”

Mati Hari blinked and suddenly she saw a fresh lock, fit for the picking. She saw a new boy whose cock needed a-licking. Never mind it had got around that love did not hound Harry Houdini. He was all about In & Out. He was a master at escapology.

If love is a force of nature – is there no escape from love?
If there’s no escape from love – then how does love escape us?
How does love escape us – if there’s no escape from love?


Do we have any choice in it?
Mata Hari – stealing secrets – tell me this: How you get away with it? Is it your special trick? What’s your secret?

How can we trust you Mata Hari? How can I? How do you trust a spy?

“Say what you like – I’m a spy Harry, I can’t deny it. Yes, I am a spy, and I know you’re an illusionist. That as maybe. But this… this is love. And there’s no escape from it. Only denial. Only denial of it. Take it from me, from a spy to an escapologist.”

If love is a force of nature – is there no escape from love?
If there’s no escape from love – then how does love escape us?
How does love escape us – if there’s no escape from love?


"I know you’re all about secrets and sabotage. And for me, escape is what counts. For you, I’m just another lock for the picking
And you’ll do – another lush talking too much for me to stick my dick in
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