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The sign next to the lamp read: “DO NOT TOUCH.” That made it all the more tempting to Simon, as he tried lifting the lid, but found it wouldn’t budge.

Instead, he blew away the excess dust before wiping it off with his hand. Suddenly, a stream of smoke roiled from the spout and from that, the form of a man took shape.

“What year is this?” he asked.

Simon answered.

“Amazing! Nearly 100-years. Thanks for releasing me.”

“So, do I get my three wishes?” Simon asked.

“Don’t be silly, man,” the fellow answered, “You get to take my place.”