Friday, 27 August 2004

Rainy Morning

A travelling funfair in the rain before it opens is one of the most dreary looking things in the world. The rides look old and crummy, paint peeling, false smiles painted on everything. No lights are flashing. No tinny music blaring. No screams. You can feel the ground underfoot soggy, when all the punters arrive it will become muddy. A collection of cheap thrills huddled together in the park.

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