To My Ally and Dearest Friend,
it has fallen to me this year to select the site and situation of our annual meeting. I have already spoken with JJ and he seemed to like my ideas, but I always value your insight and unique perspective. We have done Vegas too much, so I have produced some alternatives that I think might suit the needs of the Princes of Midnight. I am in great demand around the globe, so I have not had much time to collect my thoughts on this matter. I present them to you as notes in the hope that you might make some sense of them and help me arrive at a final decision.
Possible Princes of Midnight 2008 locations:
I was thinking about illusions I could perform at the gathering. I had this idea of eating something that would kill normal people. Maybe a light bulb. That seemed a bit mundane. What if the light bulb was on and really hot and it was part of some huge billboard of thousands of light bulbs making a really sinister image. Like a black widow spider or a skull? Too much?
Let me know what you think, bro.
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