somewhere in Nevada..

You had arrived 1 year ago to this state so cold, hard and violent, to say the least, in fact, the strange days were when there were no blows and heart-rending screams, oh, and when the auditor was happy, but That wasn't the case, if it weren't for that cute little clown you loved so much

Despite being rough, Tricky, ever since he saw you eating a hotdog, he hasn't left your side for even a moment, to the point of always following you, finding you by your smell and of course, protecting you but on a large scale

It wasn't official, but boy did the clown love you more than his stop sign