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Carnie’s Last Day
a i – p h o t o s u r r e a l i s m

“The last night bled into morning without anyone calling it. The midway lights clicked off one by one, like a tired man shutting his eyes, and the smell of grease and wet canvas hung around after the rubes went home.

The Ferris wheel stood still for the first time in weeks, spokes quiet, cages empty..”