The air is thick with the nauseating rot of discarded hot dogs and sweat. It’s insufferable. Everything. She can barely walk a few feet without knocking into a screaming child, or tripping over the rickety soap box of a barker, who roars over the crowds about bearded women, mer-babies and horned geriatrics.

-Ilse V. Rensburg

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