RAINBOW CLOWN NEWS

Here he comes. See him over there coming down the road, broke, falling apart, shambling like a couple of birds in a bronze cage. Friday can’t come soon enough for Campbell. It is the end of the week and he is due a shave.

Shavig takes hours for Campbell. Friday afternoons smell of great handfuls of old cream pastered against the walls of his bathroom as he opens the green windows wide and describes his progress jaw to jaw. He brandishes his razor with strange perfume suddeness and probably thinks he’s doing a good job. The janitors who clean it up hours later never agree, and write novels about the ordeal.

Campbell expects to put out a number of show bags at this year’s world’s fair. They are likely to include personal mirrors and elbow protectors. His jobs continue to grow like cyclones.

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