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Fucking clowns – Sam de Ville does his job

On Wednesday, at 6.15am, he left again, taking his cap and nine-year-old blue hoodie, which he had last washed in the spring, when the first spring rains swept the dust from the city.
Now the Canadian maples were blushing in the autumn rain and Sam de Ville was walking from the 14th Street station when he saw the reflection in the Chipotle window.
An empty hoodie and cap stood there in the rain, on the corner of Irving Place, and Sam de Ville never made it to work.
Fucking Clowns – Dolly walks into the sky

In reality, at some points there was a gap of tens of centimetres, but the lights, the movement, the distance and the magic of the circus, what the professionals called the ropes, created for the audience what they wanted to believe in the circus, a miracle.
But it was also the case that Dolly, was very gullible, and had she not been, she might not have been a trapeze artist, for she would have wanted to be a detective story writer. But her uncle had led her to believe that there were no such things as female detective writers, and Dolly’s ideal, Agatha Christie, was in fact a Polish man.
After they’d done the trick dozens of times, Dolly believed in the magic of the circus herself, and left the wire off.
It didn’t bother anyone.
Fucking Clowns -Haim Franzic’s last show

One day he said he was ready to retire, and after the show he walked to a nearby bridge and disappeared in a flash of light.
Fucking Clowns – Professor Falconer’s statement
