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The circus was worn, in pieces like a toy that had seen years of love and violence. The rollercoaster barely functioned, the merry-go-round like a broken musicbox, dolls and toys and other debris having long spilled across the stone paths.
Amidst the abandoned chaos sits a red and yelliw striped tent, light coming from within, a long with frantic muttering.