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Every night you dream that you talk to a genie, when you wake up you can't remember what you wished for. One morning you wake up with a giant crab pincer replacing your right arm. What do you do?
After the initial shock had given way, a flood of questions filled my brain. How did this happen? Did that wish come true? What else did I wish for and how many do I have left? I hope I didn't get too familiar with myself last night. Good all intact. Ultimately, my only other recourse would be to see how this could make me famous. I mean everyone needs a gimmick and this should put me in strong standing in the odd world in which we live. Need a really good name and marketing plan for this to work. Can't just be "crab arm man", to sideshow, and you want to be believable.
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