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Mother: When she was 13 she ran
away with the circus.
Father: The circus?
Mother: Carnival. A dinky little
one horse show, even the freaks weren't really. And God knows ...
Son: Unless ...
Mother: What?
Son: You believe in freaks.
Mother: That makes the difference.
Son: I wonder ...
Father: What?
Son: If we went back to the
carnival.
Mother: Oh, people don't stay the
same from one moment to the next. Things change. That's the
only thing you can count on.
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