I like clowns. Some people don’t. Maybe they’re thinking of birthday clowns who entertain children and make balloon animals. Or the demented creeps who terrorize the vulnerable in the woods. Or the neo-fascist clowns.
For a time, I was on the mime side of things, which is a different story. I still wore whiteface, which is the point I’m trying to make, I suppose. But maybe not.
For a time, I was on the mime side of things, which is a different story. I still wore whiteface, which is the point I’m trying to make, I suppose. But maybe not.
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