My first and last day at the circus

Q&A Helen Harrington
My first and last day at the circus

The trip to the circus was to have been a special birthday treat.

My imagination was full of images of glamorous women who sailed carefree above the crowds on death-defying trapezes, wearing tiny sequined costumes, and clowns with elaborately painted faces, wild hair and oversized shoes that constantly tripped them up.

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