My wife and I went to see the Cirque Du Soleil show Delirium last night. For want of a better word, it was magical.
The acts, the music, the costumes, it just all came together in a wonderful experience (odd, because Delirium is a pastiche of past Cirque shows).
It makes our magic (you know: the cards and coins and sponge ding-dongs and clueless schmucks who pull bras from hapless teens [and pre-teens -- I've seen it!] and "no, the clean hand") look like the tripe it is.
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