The Location

Like a mime. Not terribly funny as all mimer looked a bit sad, a bit scary and sometimes smell like baby powder. The beauty about living in a circus were the costumes, the freaks, the colour and the sadness behind the laughter of the audience as the kids were innocence and didn't know the exploitation behind the scene. Animals and men in chains and cages, trapez artists falling from great height again and again, twisted at werid angles.

Comparitively, going to funfair was a light hearted event. That's where all the lovers went who then grew older and have babies and then it all became a family event and the kids grew up and acted like their parents. Like the ferries wheel going round and round. God knows why some kid got scared while some totally enjoying the rides. What did they do with the giant tigers and pandas they won.

So the tigers and pandas all ended up in charity shops were like another circus, just that the animals looked stuffed aka dead. You cound find dead people's clothes and accesories there, too. The spirits flying around in the air like some good trapez artists who never fall. The color of assorted, random items were surely eye catching, yet like the sequins on the artist outfit has lost its shine after rubbing against the mimer heavily painted face as he cried on her lap.