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I just attended two circuses in the last two days. One, Cirque Dreams, just toured on Broadway. The other hired me on to stiltwalk for them before the show from tomorrow until New Year's Eve. I didn't bring my stilts or my costume back with me but I'll decide tomorrow whether to use a pair of borrowed drywall stilts or just finish a pair I'd intended for a friend a while back and adjust the height a bit. The pants I'll make tomorrow morning from fabric intended for aerial silks instruction which "the kids didn't like" so it's apparently mine. And, if I play my cards right, there's a cape with my name on it in the costume shop.
This is how life should be.
This is how life should be.