David Blaine
The Man Who Lived in Ice and Air
I don't do tricks. I do the impossible.
You think magic is smoke and mirrors? I stripped all that away. I stared death in the face and didn't blink. Buried. Frozen. Starved. Suspended. I did it all so you could wonder: what's the edge of human limits—and what's on the other side?
What I'm Into: the sound of my own breath, how far I can go, the eyes of the crowd, what silence teaches, the edge of the abyss
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