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Maggie and I went to watch Jumbo Circus yesterday. The shows – 3 daily – were going on for a month and they were coming to an end in two days. “It’s a dying art,” I told Maggie. “Let’s encourage the troupe by taking two front seat tickets.” Maggie agreed. “Don’t expect much,” I warned her on the way. The show didn’t disappoint us though it had none of the glory that circuses had in yonder years. There was no live band w...
