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Granted.

... bottle, but that isn't exactly true either. That myth came about because Jinn's supposedly appeared in the smoke of certain lamps. Even if they did, the Jinn wasn't inside the lamp, and rubbing the lamp wasn't the important thing. Rubbing was just to clean the metal because you needed something really shiny so that you could look back into your own eyes. Looking deeply inside yourself is what enabled you to see the Jinn if it was present." "So why are you here?" I asked. As I spoke, I noticed that people were starting to stare at me. I had seen that look before when new people at the bar first experienced Crazy Jack. I was debating between telling them all to go to hell or paying my tab and leaving when Julan began to answer my question. "I made the mistake of getting caught exchanging vapors with a Marid Jinn's wife - the chief of the Marid's no less." He laughed in an empty sort of way. "The Marid were the most powerful of the Jinn and he was the most powerful of the Marid. He was really pissed when he found me and Fazeel fused together above the pool at the oasis. I thought he was going to tear us both into wisps of smoke, but instead he plunged his arm deep into the earth and drew out a lump of copper. He heated it in his hand until it glowed red and then he spoke the words that bound me to that lump of metal for all eternity." When I looked perplexed, he explained, "That was a Marid's way of punishing another Jinn. They would bind you to metal for as long as that metal ...

... existed and then put it somewhere really nasty. There might have been a Jinn or two bound to the metal of a lamp, or perhaps the metal they were bound to was used to make a lamp... who knows where myths like that come from." "Anyway, Fazeel and I were just untangling ourselves when Gazoom threw that glowing lump of metal far out over the sea, and even beyond the sea, into the great waters beyond. I think he intended it to sink forever into the depths of the great waters. Luckily for me, it landed instead on an island where it stayed until some miners picked it up and blended it with some other metals and made that." He pointed to the brass foot rail along the front of the bar. "That's the metal I am bound to, and so, I am here as long as that metal exists." "What do you mean 'exchanging vapors'?" "Well it's not like we have bodily fluids to exchange," He said with a laugh. "And little Jinns have to come from somewhere. Jinn sex is a total mixing of our bodies. You are actually both totally inside each other. I've tried it a couple of times with human females. They sort of know I'm there, but nothing much really happens for either of us. I've been so long without fusing that I think I could screw the smoke from the fire in the steak brazier." He turned a slightly deeper shade of green. "I got desperate enough once to actually try something like that." He grimaced. "I wouldn't recommend it." "So you are trapped here for all eternity?" I asked. "I doubt Mickey's will last for all ...