The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. Within the black-and-white striped canvas tents is an utterly unique experience full of breathtaking amazements. It is called Le Cirque des Rêves, and it is only open at night.
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Day 316/365 ~ Books are the Plane, and the Train, and the Road. They are the Destination, and the Journey. They Are Home (by Amanda Mabel)
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