And since the tiger was old and so well trained that it was
basically a house cat, we thought we’d be set for years. But then someone
tipped off the cops about us killing the butterflies each night…
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Sunday, 13 April 2014
Year of the Tiger
Afterwards, we’d call it the Year of the Tiger, but at the
time, it was just the new finish of the act. After the teleportation and Zalynda’s
trademark card routine, Rendal and Nir would lead the tiger out on stage, do
some small comedy, do the color change, then elevate, and finally turn it into
a swarm of tiger butterflies. Beautiful routine.
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Crime,
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Zodiac East
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