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‘So we were making a crappy indie film, and we’d finished filming for the night. We were trying to get all the various power cords dealt with. They were tangled as all hell. So I struggled with the one I was dealing with for about ten minutes, and every time I touched the damn thing it tangled. I even went so far as to lay the thing out perfectly straight. I start coiling it and immediately, it was impossibly tangled. I kinda lost it, and bellowed ‘alright goddammit, you want to play this game, Fine!’ I whooped off my coat, turned it inside out, put it back on, and started furiously coiling cables with no more problems. Everybody just kinda stared at me, but I didn’t care. I felt badly to pull out some old school on the mischief, but I was pissed. And it worked. The whole shoot was plagued by weird problems, and I think it’s because there were loud people and lights in the woods where no people should have been. Dunno, that’s what happened though. I left out some whiskey and cookies in apology after that, and it seemed to help.’ ‘Felt like faeries, faeries live there, mischief was consistent, inside out coat instantly stopped it.’