Joliette and I enjoyed watching the famous clown troupe COURTNEY’S CUT-UPS when they came to the honeymaple festival every Autumn. One year, just before the war, Joliette and I snuck into the clown’s quarters so we could see what our favorite clowns looked like without makeup. We regretted misbehaving in this way immediately, for it is was in those clown’s quarters that we saw things that I still try to pray away every day.
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