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The wind snaps the canvas, the smell of candyfloss and animals creates a glorious miasma as a man in a red top hat stands in the centre of tents, rides, and acrobats on a wide podium extolling the virtues of his wonders and menagoury.

... and through the tummult a man with a tricorn, a wide grin and a selection of pistols, drags a dour looking compatroit of perhaps fey, perhaps human persuasion. Filling his hands with candy floss and his ears with chatter....