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“Genie: Okay, fine. So what are your three wishes? Marco: Only three? In the stories I heard, the genies granted unlimited wishes. Genie: Ah, not again. Well, let me clarify this for you. I only provide the “Limited to three wishes” plan, also called the “Classic package”. There were certain gold and platinum plans offered in the past, which granted infinite wishes and where the genie practically stayed with the lamp-finder all their life. But those plans were discontinued around 2,300 years back.”

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