For sixteen years, I’ve made a fool of myself. Dancing, taking falls, squeezing the red ball on the tip of my nose to make that stupid noise. Most of the time, the kids never laughed. Usually, they just cried. Nobody wants a clown anymore. We’re about as relevant as mimes are these days, really. The writing has been on the wall for years and with pay cuts here at the circus, I can’t take anymore. I’ve been going to law school. In fact, I graduated last weekend.
What I’m trying to say is, I quit.
Regretfully,
Binksy Von Polkadotso, Esq.
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Title by: Anonymous
Story by: Quintin
Illustration by: Rebecca Pugh
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