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HI, pleased to meet you, says the man in the black suit as he strides confidently into a conference suite at the Four Seasons Hotel. Trim and bespectacled, he is below average height and of indeterminate age. His hair has that Just For Men sheen. He looks a bit like Bruno Gerussi, but he could be anyone-your friend's dad, a car salesman, the energetic senior citizen who works at McDonald's to ease the boredom of retirement. But he's not anyone. He's The Impossiblist. He's the man they call...